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San Diego

San Diego Written: by Tom Wright 5/20/2016 My mind is a pool brimming with thoughts, Some exist in undisturbed corners as dust bunnies In places where eyes can’t behold; Seeing and hearing things are thought activators, Often fetching me to long ago times, To a place or person long since forgotten, until now; The memory of touch, and passing of time, Often reveal scars thought long ago healed; Of times when my heart spoke, But I wasn’t paying attention.

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