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Sep 2013
I came
I saw
I felt it all

And stopped

I stepped to stars
Where I joined
In being apart

And I came to in a crowded room
Confused but lucid

But that world
That world I knew

I lost it

So I started
Building it new
In the bruising fruits
Of my labor

While I slept

Knowing
I would
Always
See you
Again

[No Regrets]
Michael W Noland
Written by
Michael W Noland  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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