So what is being dead like...pretty awful...the world resembles the inside of my ass. Oh wait, I wasn't dead I just had my head up my ass. Well that would explain why I am not a zombie. I am glad I figured that out. Here are some things I have learned since I pulled my head out for air
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Miss you lady....*hugs*
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Follow me out of Plato's Cave. :)
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lost and alone,
without joy, hope or love.
Waiting for what?
She never knew.
Then
A Shift.
And look, the Door is ajar.
She approaches, heart pounding, hands trembling, sweat collecting on her brow,
And peeks out.
The sunlight hurts her eyes,
(openyoureyes,lookuptoskiesandseeeee)
She squints and peers behind an open hand,
And sees for the first time in long time,
Life.
Step boldly, dear one, and live.
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