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Jan 2020
my mind still is buried very
softly, in a powdered haze of
sweetness, coated in a sheet of dust-
Memories still remain, I’m not
decaying, yet the feeling’s always
staying, that perhaps “forward”
Was too far to go.
It wouldn't be a lie to say life is going smoothly. Slipping smoothly downward.
Written by
Christine Ely  mn
(mn)   
97
   CZ, Rafi, Bardo, --- and Carlo C Gomez
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