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Reach Out

I reach out to touch something real A solid foundation A root so deep I can't dig it out I reach out for something real To hold me down To comfort these ill travels The ones where I end up lost There was a time Reckless abandon I invited it in like an old friend I find no peace in being alone My age wrinkled in memories I struggle to surface Where there is a breath of fresh air A wish I wake from slumber It's in this lifetime.....

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Date: 1/2/2018 1:45:00 PM
"my age wrinkled in memories" is an awesome line. Well done, Jeffrey. Congrats on your win.
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Jeffrey Bovee
Date: 3/16/2018 11:13:00 AM
thank u so much i love this too

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