Teetering Through Time

Sticky damp sheets

Wet streets

And a soggy mind

Thoughts

Slowly round the bend

I

Slowly slip away

Is this all part of the dance

Or is the end coming near

“Not til I’m dead!”

The sun will rise. It will.

And I’ll keep returning

I’ll keep returning

-Saschia

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