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Still Here

that the highway is unbroken
and the words of love unspoken
say the past was just a token
if at all .

cannot speed the broken hours
screams are muffled
by the powers
inch by inch
through acid showers
I must crawl,

like a dinosaur in winter
frozen out ,
I cannot enter
not a student nor a mentor
still I scrawl..........

my reflections on the mirror
as I see me getting clearer,
and  the future 's ever dearer,
through it all.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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