i awaken
into dream
the essence so precise
a place
i know so well
it seems
this feeling
permeates every aspect
of my being
where i can
never again
expect
to be
time has turned
forbidden
spurned
forlorn
for the life
of me
i cannot
discern disparity
alas
my conscious mind
soon finds
the glass rift
as what was once
life shifts
the past
sight amiss
all is ripped
from this fervid grasp
in that fleeting
final frame
of perfect
freedom
forsaken
Max, or Not 
Like the kitty’s too.
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great one u have here😊…ill be one of ur followers….u are an inspiration to new bloggers like me,,..
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Love this feeling of falling, tumbling, Alice in Wonderland that you create here
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Lovely and sparing use of space and vocabulary to create an effect of considered contemplation, Max.
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