Days

somedays I don’t want to live any lives.
the otherdays feel like pretend.
mostdays the ladder creaks,
I strain,
to find any magic
behind the foggy window pane.

Roo

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3 thoughts on “Days

  1. Fascinating work. You seem to be lost in a world that you created. At least that is what I think when I read some of your posts. Is there a meaning to each story you post? Happy Thanksgiving. You created a world of your own and this page is your world, right?

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