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That's Where You Find It

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By Jacquelyn RichardsonPublished 4 years ago 1 min read

I threw myself at the bottom

the well was wide and cold

My worries thought I forget them

but they are the only thing I could hold

A mist so disturbing because it felt of existence

the sense that what could be right isn't

so I grabbed onto those Godless reigns

hoping to find the worst

with a need flowing through my veins

I left the comforts of earth

Where I traveled I cannot say

most is lost to the voids of unconsciousness

but where I was I would love to stay

where wanting more meant less

where I was soaked in illusion

where what could be lost was gained

amid such needed confusion

I remembered my name

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