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My Mind's Eye

As I scramble through the fog My own life drips away All I’m s’posed to do is log ‘ Activities of the day’. Too joyful for this world Too clever by half Too sane to be called sane You’re having a laugh? HA HA I really loved my passion - The me that once was me My fire, my strength my guiding light Please let me be FREE Free from the stigma I did not deserve So freedom from torture My Country to serve. AMEN

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