Post No. 826
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Nightmare –
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Air as thick as watery jelly
Sluggishly runny
Deep breaths he said
His voice echoes
Through a hollow tube
Deep breaths
Where oh where is the air
I grope blindly
Sightless eyes
Can’t recognise…
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©Denise G Allen, 23 June 2015 06:37
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23/06/2015 at 4:25 pm
Ugh. Spending the last several days in the hospital
this is a – reality. Not even sure the words.
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