Andrea Rowe Bass
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Reality exists only five days a week,
Monday to Friday,
Nine forty five to three oh five.
Wile I’m surrounded by people,
People, I can’t bare to be around
Or even talk to.
Then after that I am free again,
With no one to tell me how to think
Or how to behave.
I close my eyes, open my mind…
I am there again…
The one place I am wherever I want to be.
I am whoever I want to be.
Everything, every creator, rock or plant
has a name, a life & a story.
There’s are no paths to guide me
Only the wind tells me where to go.
As the she dances threw ...