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TRAPPED IN A TEASPOON I was trying to avoid my self, but: there I was haunting a hubcap looming out of a mirror trapped in a teaspoon caught in a photograph. There was no escaping me. Everywhere I went - there I was! Change the backdrop Paris...Munich....London I still ended up beside my self playing the same old same old "me." Typecast. Only in sleep could I jump ship( so to speak ) and become something other than who I am. Becoming a stone I met in 1963 when I was seven or so... "Ahhh...this is the life!" I thought to myself gazing at the sky watching clouds go by becoming one with the rain. Not having to think no more. Just be! Anything anything other than me!
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Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 1:24 PM UTC
TRAPPED IN A TEASPOON
TRAPPED IN A TEASPOON I was trying to avoid my self, but: there I was haunting a hubcap looming out of a mirror trapped in a teaspoon caught in a photograph. There was no escaping me. Everywhere I went - there I was! Change the backdrop Paris...Munich....London I still ended up beside my self playing the same old same old "me." Typecast. Only in sleep could I jump ship( so to speak ) and become something other than who I am. Becoming a stone I met in 1963 when I was seven or so... "Ahhh...this is the life!" I thought to myself gazing at the sky watching clouds go by becoming one with the rain. Not having to think no more. Just be! Anything anything other than me!
donall-dempsey
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Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 1:24 PM UTC
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