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Uncategorized, bus stop poems, Meet my Monsters, midnight thoughts, Awkward Tales from the Shadows 1 Minute

Do we know the hour it comes? 

Or is it always a little bit of a surprise 

Like finding the sweet spot

There’s a general idea of location

But when it’s found 

All reason leaves 

And it takes your breath away 

Is this what death is like? 

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Published by deannemansfield7242

I am many things in my life. I write about all of them, in some form or another. Fact or fiction it is all there.

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