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In The Dark

Living death in a silver sea
reflecting back truthfully
A mind with no thought inside
Nowhere I wish to be
Eyes
open wide but
there is nothing I wish to admire
prisoner of the lifeless fog
Fingertips
reaching out
Not knowing -- no concern
Lips
forming shapes -- words I suppose but
no one really ever knows

Property of Joy Elaine -- 1999

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