Vincent T. Deabler

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Gallery

Sitting in a cold, dreary office
a desk piled with work present past and future,
as life`s seconds tick endlessly onward
My mind returns to you.

Time slows and stops
then reverses, as mental pictures
[the portraits I draw best]

Burst upon the scene,
are hung with care, , , ,
and gazed upon
in the privacy of my gallery.

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