Unraveled Dreams
And when
the dream
began to
unravel,
the world
became
more blurred
and the vision
was buried, yet
again
No amount
of questioning
could ever
help me
understand
why one
so full of
old soul
could be
so very lost
to me...
Tis not our
time, tis not
our place,
I was simply
mistaken
Lynn West
(c) 2013
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