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Mea Culpa

Living within the madness
the echoes come and go
Channeling everything left unsaid
in phrases yet to know

Time suspended, barriers down
the walls come crashing in
Each voice a memory which haunts sublime
—that unforgiven sin

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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