Poetry

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An imaginary place wrapped up in a Suitcase ,
distance near or very far;a traveler in a mind just
looking out where life's a scout,day's are ways
like moment's gaze;passing through find Life anew,
ages ago waits at stops relies on clocks;can look
at why in the Eye,sees what's nigh always there
wants too stay,heavy light ask the night arrived
so early ask to-morrow nearly,what can be said
when Life's not read,can fear become a living dread
my outlook now is too look within,with prayer comes
life ;carefree day's are very nearful,so mind
yourself said little Elf.
Joe.

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