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Jul 2013
Random images
Floating through my dream
Slapped with all the things that
Scare me
Out of my skin
Even my subconscious
Doesn't let me rest,
feel safe.

Haunted with visions

Giant hairy spiders

Dusty shadowy rooms in my grandparents old house
A place I haven't stepped into for nearly  twenty years
but can still smell

An unexpected face to face
In a familiar place-the marina
with extras

I watch you reach out to shake his hand and
Mercifully
Wake
Any present moment
Written by
Any present moment
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