Recollected

I wake to children crying,

and you walk in to my world,

or I wake to find that I

am in yours, of course,

I am never certain

which reality truly exists,

I resist the urge

to purge my eye of the tears

the years have collected,

all this time, I have protected

myself from what must never be

recollected.

 

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One thought on “Recollected

  1. Al says:

    A huge dilemma

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