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May 2022
Just a drop of recollection.
Not remembered.
But forgotten.
A word misspoken
With no purpose.
Is it my lapse?
Has it struck?
Can I live
Without placement
With a mind that no longer
serves me, but wonders
to unknown.
Will I wonder without purpose?
All goals unknown and undone.
Just a lapse.
A lapse of what is.
Rebecca
Written by
Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
65
   Ledge, --- and Thomas W Case
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