Not Knowing.
Not Knowing.
Taken to place
I’m brought to a new realm
Taken back
Brought to the land.
Unfamiliar with this place
I’m losing my mind
This loss of not knowing is lunacy
Taken back.
Brought back
This is what the land looks like
Unfamiliar to the new beings.
Terry Curran.
Copyright © Terry Curran | Year Posted 2010
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