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January 1, 2007

My list is long today. But the voice says sleep -- Don't engage, Don't create, Don't make the bed -- Sleep Begone sunshine. My mind falls to empty thought -- Is this dementia? Will my mind curl up and sleep to death? Will I follow my mother into the depths of lost thought and fabricated reality? Will I know my husband when I see him again? Will I even find him? Sleep The depression lulls me back into myself dulling the memory of lost tomorrows, begun today, nine years ago.

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Date: 11/22/2010 11:58:00 AM
Many congrats on your feature this week Rgds Janette
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Date: 11/22/2010 11:31:00 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured this week Judith. Love,Carol
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Date: 4/7/2009 7:13:00 PM
all too familiar quandry! Wake! wake like Sleeping Beauty and Snow White! wake from the nightmare to the dream. Light & Love
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