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OBLIVIOUS.....IN OBLIVION...

OBLIVIOUS.....IN OBLIVION...

The highest of frequencies
Comatose in lunacy
Enveloping
Static curiosity

Currently......
    Sleeping......

But awareness is seeping
My minds eye...is weeping
Tear drops are now dripping...
Containing...
   Sustaining...
      Lost memories....

Maintaining
Insanity.

Carey Milton ©

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Kimmy Alan

That's some profound sound going down, here.

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Carey Milton

Heya Eddie

Sorry for late replies been sick with glandular fever and my head is just coming back to some sort of clarity.

Deepest thanks for your always reflected advice.   Glad you liked this one matey!

Carey x

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Carey Milton

Heya Lily Mae..
So nice to hear from you again..
Your comment has left me with the biggest of smiles...:D
Such a sincerely touching response to my work deserves a big thank you hun!

Sorry for late reply been unwell past week.

My love and hugs to you,

Carey xo

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Carey Milton

Thanking you dear sis

Ignorance is apparently bliss or is it  just easier?

hehe

Love to you

Carey x

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