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Circle

Lying here on the edge of sleep Just before I fall in to deep On this edge I see so clear Standing above all that I fear Sometimes seeing time stand still Eyes watching against their own will Yesterday Is so easy to see Seeing tomorrow's not so free Like a puzzle, pieces all apart Never knowing where to start Darknes ,then light flowing so fast All our Tomorrow's turns into our own past Going forward while we're stepping back Thinking sanity is on the attack It already has a big crack Saying its the price to be free Nothing is as we see Fighting through these unfamiliar sights Losts in the lights Dazed at all i I see This price to be free So much it seems to cost Feeding on the souls of the lost So many heading down this same road Tired, they still carry their own load Its a big circle they go But this is something they will never know Its all they can see In this fight to be free

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Date: 3/27/2023 11:43:00 PM
a "tormented" ? poem, a beautiful metaphor take care
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William P. Harris
Date: 3/28/2023 11:07:00 AM
Thank you

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