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a passageway assembled in perfection
hues claim blue for reflection
conjured depth’s ensue 
a violet isolation
the design of oblivion
no fleeting moment can abscond
all must fall or fly the horizon
these obscurities hold my untold 
blinded in hidden tradition 
secrets folded over delicate
clouds of warm winter blankets           
trapped captive to an attic 
lay inside the sunny side of regret
hope tapping on the window pane
a rap for the mocking 
sounds a cadence walking
the rhythm of keys jingling
turning on a swinging chain
the view soars beyond iron bars  
watch over a skylined corridor
through a cracked mirror
searching for a lost child, my child 
gone far into the abyss
grey clouds shed tears 
a mothers anguish
roars for a thunders rest
sadness mourns while evanescent 
the wonder of a child's spirit
reaches beyond the pieces left behind
the shine through this essence as divine
empty arms holding tight to stolen time 
destiny fight’s to unwind
the labyrinth

Terry D’Arcy-Ryan

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