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I awaken in sips
as I breach the cold dark,
undulating through the mind’s long slumber.
Above the surface, sound pierces
colors blind
details sharpen.
One sip
to orient
before sinking
into a darkness that must not remain home.
I angle again toward the light.
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Aug 13, 2018 @ 11:13:58
Oh, my, yes. I had to read it several times… and then save it to my computer so I can read it again. You really touched it.
Thank you, Subby.
Aug 13, 2018 @ 13:50:43
I love you.
Aug 13, 2018 @ 16:57:28
Yes. Beautiful…
Aug 13, 2018 @ 22:51:41
❤
Aug 14, 2018 @ 06:55:07
Beautiful, Sandy. I’ve missed you!
Aug 14, 2018 @ 09:07:22
I’ve missed me, too.