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Awakening

Drifting, misappropriated, my lips spoke trivialities, my hapless heart was inarticulate. Fearfully I fumbled through each day, frittering opportunities, fervently hoping they wouldn't pick me. A wraith within a wraith, I flittered by commitment like a man without a plan; I only knew the pleasures of avoidance, 'til I was pushed into the present by a crushing ultimatum, compelling me to find my way alone, now I greet each morning with a smile.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 4/11/2016 12:42:00 PM
You believe in yourself Keith, very nice write.
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Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 4/11/2016 4:33:00 PM
Thanks Pete... I am most grateful. Keith

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