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Into the clouds
Thoughts linger like the mist
Early morning wakes, yet I
Continue to sleep
Aware and unaware,
Ascending, descending
Lost in the turbulence of life
Wondering where I belong
Seeking answers
To questions never asked
Finding solace in the unknown
For there I am free
Untethered, no stigmas
Unchained to reality
Unprovoked by the demons
That caress my heart
I dream, still
Afloat, while sunlight fades
And the skies weigh heavy
I know of only one place
Where I can breathe, so
Blissfully into oblivion
I drift
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Beautiful!
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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This is wonderful writing, Dorinda!
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Thank you so very much, Syl!! 🙂
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You’re very welcome, Dorinda!! 🙂
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
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I liked the gentle flow of words and thoughts. Allowed the reader to feel the words. A amazing poem.
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Thank you very much, John! And thank you for sharing with your readers ❤
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Was my pleasure and you are welcome Dorinda.
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Loved this piece!
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Thank you very much! 😊
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wow – sweet dreams – impressive!
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Thank you very much. And I liked your FB page 🙂
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Sleep…. sweet sleep….
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perchance to dream…
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Lovely said…
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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Thank you very much!! ❤
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