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I am awakened to another day
to ponder yesterdays turned
to memories in my mind.

To think on what I've left behind

To bring alive, the things I can
only live in, and touch with an
aging mind.

Like a waterless lake or stream
that the warmth of the years have
touched and drained.

I exist in time a reflection of
my hopes and dreams, chained to
yesterday's memories, as I continue
to swim life's invisible streams.

-Jan Tetstone

8:33am October 25, 2018

By Heartsong

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