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Through the cracks of time I look and stare,

Alive but dead, I see it all.

The 'bergamasque' of life so colourful and lively,

My robes of black conceal my intent.

Oh, I can dance my love, so lightly; daintily,

Gliding across the surface of your world.

You support my frame, you keep my moving,

Holding - clutching - grasping - terrified.

Awake but asleep my reality is limitless,

So many adaptations torment the mind.

Embedded in my core, the beliefs of my forebears,

The pursuit of perfection a fruitless labour.

So I can no longer dance, my sweetheart.

The colours fade and the rhythm is lost.

I stand beside you; I'm all alone,

What becomes of me now I do not know.

Do I let reality glide across me?

Give in to the natural course of life?

Or do I stand proud in my robes of black,

For beneath them I am clothed in red.

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(((Roses))) please take it easy today. You're allowed to take a day off and do nothing and I hope you feel stronger tomorrow. xxxxxxxx

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:hug2: I LOVE your use of words Roses... I love to write also... but mine is no where near as good as this!! :wub: I hope you feel better soon luv....

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