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Dec 2012
"PAUSE!"
Momentarily ceasing my reality.
Presenting me the opportunity
To dissect this somber situation.
Peering into a dimly lit room
I find myself sulking,
Pondering in a depressive manner.
What is my affliction?
I cannot truthfully answer this.
Tho, I am slowly
Digging this hole deeper.
Tho, I know I am alive
I ask "Have I died?"
"Play!" I say to myself
But my life is still paused.
Can I animate the corpse
I have become,
Or has this opportunity decayed?
Jay Bryant
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