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CORRIDORS-edit

CORRIDORS

down corridors narrow
stained death’s yellow
blinding headlights speeding
above white masks glare
into forgetful sleep I plummet
unaware
into the womb waiting
again..

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Thanks, Mark It messes my mid too lol

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This seems like the rush to the operating theatre in a hospital,
the again is that between worlds of what happens next will I return will I be reborn or am I being reborn. Did you subconsciously write this or did this come from a fear???? It is a grand write either way, I wrote a short story called "The Accident" that has similar scenes running through the story so it jogged a memory..
Take care Joe, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Yes, Ian, when I was in emergency,

Joe

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Glad I read it right, The short story I wrote when 16 I put on stream called "The Accident" is very much the same lines as your poem.
Take care my friend,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Thanks. Will make changes. Good to c u back, my friend.

joe

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