limbo
limbo living light and low
waiting for a yes or no
stuck in cycle on repeat
heart in racing rarest beat
like a nightmare like a dream
side tracked into silent scream
all around the children play
through the shadows of the day
Joy Weare,
30th August, 2010.
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