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Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Restless

It starts
When the wind picks you up
And carries you away in a fear
It pounds your heart
And your pulse screams
Screams for help and slows
Then the wind 
Laughs aloud at your tears
And makes you cry even more
Trapped in the space
Between sleep and waking
That comes as the web
Woven by the wind
Grows and tightens
And panic falls
Broken round your shoulders
It starts
When you close your eyes

Valerie Masters

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