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A scattered life

You can imagine me a phantom hanging in the shadows
you can imagine me a vehicle with disabled parts
you can imagine me the sun that's rays is scattered
you can imagine me a lonely wanderer
surfing the mankind
From behind,
Being blind.
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Posted: Jul 2010

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caroljoyce
I can understand that perfectly, yet you do not have the monopoly on suffering/alienation and it is often the dark before the dawn. I call it the dark night of the soul. I am conscious that English cannot be your first language; you have expressed and phrased this piece extremely well; don't be put off if you feel others do not always understand; you are trying to bridge large cultural and linguistic differences. Do carry on,
Carol
agoodguy2have
C.J. speaks volumes, as well you can imagine ;-)
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