Jedanas Romiris


Tier 5 - Poem by Jedanas Romiris

'All my life it feels as if I am sleeping. Each day passes me by with no recollection of the events that have transpired. My past is a mystery, a mystery even unto me. I am lost in a hazy veil created by a swirling vortex of forgotten emotion. Where I have been, where I will be. Both questions are shrouded in the dreary fog of unsureness. But safe in thought, I will always be, for a thought is a thousand pasts, a million futures.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 12, 2011



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