Shadows lurking behind painted walls of stone
Should I call out? I try but only silent breath escapes.
Somehow I manage to retrocede into the darkness from the break
He catches me and brings me back into the grasp of the skein.
What a labrinth this is. How could the mind create such a maze?
For it is far more complicated than it is amuzing.
Oh will somebody please dive in and pull me out of the jello-substance.
Running, now. Faster than the mind-set can keep up with.
I try catch my breath as it was only to be lost, again.
and the thoughts are far behind
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