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Nov 2019
Alone, within these concave walls
that hold me from floating out of my mind
into space, diluted in a universal pool
of infinite perception.

I long for someone to knock on my door,
awaken me from this dreamless slumber
from where I cannot remember that
which came before I fell, did I fall?

I have drifted, bouncing off these same
gray walls of nothingness for so long
I can recall no more than a faint
remembrance of what came before.

Am I destined to continue circling
in an upward spiral, with each pass
bringing me further from the destination
I had aspired to achieve, in futility?

Looking downward from above
at my lifeless temple, it is all so clear.
The one, I thought I knew is gone.
Life, as I knew it, is no more.

Yet here I am!
Written by
Lou Romano  59/M/Miami, FL
(59/M/Miami, FL)   
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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