"And they all lived happily ever after" for about two minutes. Welcome to my imagination's playhouse. Far horizons beckon, upward limits grow fuzzy.
Lost
Foggy
Mind missing
Head full of smoke
Neverland claims it's own soul once again
Until its grip relaxes, pushes off
And I drift home
To the place
Where love
Lives
©2022 by H. Linn Murphy
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