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One side clear

the other side held together by stitches

I would call this barely holding on

Desperate even

For some way to survive

To move forward in my stagnant life

The dragonflies won't even visit this pond

Swinging my legs in the water

seems to pull the ripples inward


Why don't I just lay here instead of climbing any further

somehow in never moving

I will make it to the future

a loophole past this current nothing

Created: Aug 15, 2012

Tags: poetry

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