Breadcrumbs2021
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CATEGORY
just different
SEEING CLEARLY
I CAN SEE CLEARLY THRU
THOSE BACK DOORWAYS
THOSE PLACES I HAVE BEEN
THE STAIRS I HID UNDER
THE HALLWAYS WITH DOORS
WITH NO LOCKS
PRETENTING I LIVED THERE
JUST IN CASE SOMEONE ENTERED
PARANOID AND CAUTIOUS
I INHALED THE SMOKE
AND LEFT FEELING
LIKE SOMEONE
WAS WATCHING ME
NOT SEEING CLEARLY
THAT IT WAS MY
REFLECTION
STARRING BACK AT ME
JUDGING ME
REMINDING ME
I GOT PLACES TO BE
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mlowe5 says: Beautiful rhythmic flow of self-realization and mission purpose!. Shared reflective keloid memories. Nice write. Peace and Love.poems by this commentor
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