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Oct 2012
Floating through the depths of a soulless wonderland.

Memories fast fading from my mind.

I try to catch them in my hands  but they  rush through my fingers like sand.

Searching behind clouds and under dreams for something I can never find.

I weave  new memories with strands of  admitted love.

With dirtied hands I feel my way out of the darkness, with unexpected twists and bends.

Tipping back my head to look at the light dripping in from above.

I continue to maneuver out of the uninterrupted nightmares until forever ends.
Maggie Lane
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Maggie Lane  California
(California)   
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