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Dreams Fade Fast
Roused from sleep my mind’s blank
Dreams fade fast
Make what you will of my memory
Or lack thereof
Reality screams into the present
Life comes crashing in
What was it I wanted to hold onto
I cannot grasp it
A fate foreshadowed by blankness
Empty of knowledge
I’ve never known my expiration date
Do you know yours
Written and Published by Don Leach.
May not be used without permission from the author.
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