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Feb 2011
Reins grasp me unannounced,
It pulls relentless at my body and soul.
Insanity revealed itself.
Trapped in mind, ready to explode.
Like a placed grenade, thought to be a dud.

Cascading myself back to the hellhole called Earth.
The strings of sanity,
Were hanging from its one remaining thread.
Where did I go astray?
This abyss of gray and white.
Of abstract colors, has become my home.
Randy PSoMAS Wiafe
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Randy PSoMAS Wiafe  United States
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   Nina McNally
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