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Prose from The TAF Omnibus: Triangle Association of Freelancers (Stories & Poems).

Published by PurpleStone Press

My worst dreams came true,
Realities struck a spectrum of blues,
Penetrating deep into paralysis,
A timeless, empty cocoon.
I see and remember excuses that were,
Like old friends, a victory in disguise,
As lies one day will be uncovered,
Enough for me to recognize.
One day the truth will find me,
Coaxing me to focus my salvaged parts,
Lifting my soul from the depths of a deceptive oasis,
To boldly reenter what I never understood.
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