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Oct 2013
Motionless as though time itself had been banished
Perfect yet useless, a thing of beauty but no purpose now
Moments earlier inviting,  luring me towards
But now no emotion only frustration
I tried so hard to stop it
Both hands in desperate grasp!
But to no avail
Motionless
Wasted
Face down
The last slice
Jam side down
Ruined
Micheal Wolf
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Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
(On the edge of reason, UK)   
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