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Sep 2022
I hang in this suspension
Of liquid memory
Self-imposed stasis to keep
Change from corrupting me

Limbo - a kind of pergatory
Where I may be found
Endlessly searching for time
That I cannot get back

I couldn't be there today
I hope you know I'm sorry for that
I tried waking up
But I always turn back
Rae
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Rae  29/F/USA
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