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Nov 2013
My mind so often wanders

As minds so often do

Between time and space and reality

On the edge of hidden truth

Catching a ride on the spinning wheel

Dark tunnels passing through

The light of day shines the way

Of a past and present shared by few

The heights from which my mind leaps

The depths that I free fall

Teetering along the open seam

As my mind wanders through it all
Mike Hauser
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Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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