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Tom Marshall “Writer’s Block Contest” Entry (I actually missed the deadline, but I tried, I tried…)

August 23, 2018

Finally dreaming forgetting the day
I stepped off the edge, and floated away
soaring through cloud-laden memories again
where is she hiding, my dream-woven friend?

My ally, my teacher, guide to this place

She’s laughing, she’s shrieking, peek-a-boo face

A bucket of clouds she dumps on my head

Says, “I’m right here boy it’s time to get fed”


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