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by Anna Banasiak Dec 29, 2018 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
fleeing shadow is afraid of loneliness looking for heat purrs in the arms of mother on the run loses clues confuses dates and time twist numbers in the waiting room of life tangles in the ball of memories intently weaves each day as if it were the last
by D.
Sweet poem. I loved the metaphor :)
by Brenda
Anna, I always enjoy reading your pieces. This is no exception. Well done -
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