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Jun 2017
There is not a door
No lock or key
No password required

It's more like quicksand
You are in it before you know it
But you know the sinking

No amount of thinking
Stops the drop
It's real not rational

How low do you go?
No knowing
Not far, you hope.
James Floss
Written by
James Floss  60/M/Freshwater, CA
(60/M/Freshwater, CA)   
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   Donna and Ryan Holden
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