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Sep 2017
churns up from nowhere
no warning systems for this type of storm
it bursts through the thin fabric
separating now from the past
the darkness
it is still very close
last night
it wore heels and was daubed with red lipstick
clicking along the linoleum
rapping out a familiar tattoo
banging at the scars in my head

@journeyofdays
when you think you are safe
the nightmares are still very close at times
Journey of Days
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Journey of Days  Australia
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