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Jul 2013
It is with a split decision
the brain disconnecting vision.
Relying and possibly hoping
I didn't mention coping!
Imagine it, but can we?
Sight through a kaleidoscope
Chances wouldn't be huge
Life has no parking brake
the vision is just so opaque.
No red and no green
Nothing to be seen
Just a long dark alley
though one's mind.
Written by
cheryl love
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