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Nov 2014
Awakened by a dream or was I even asleep?
These days it can be hard to tell
Especially since the moment the door was opened and what was allowed in I'll never know, and I believe I'll never want to.
Asleep is what I wish, yet it seems to fail me....
So my state of mind may be wary
Continuously....
Enduring in a fog of sorts, hopeful
Of miracles in white or color
Though they often never appear...
In a daze I'm yearning to remain awake
Unsure if what really isn't is and what is isn't......    
I toss and turn in the darkness
All along unconcious; all along asleep
Renae
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