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can not reach her

I can not reach her and so am left alone w/ my feelings, nei the insecurities, strengths, deep, thin, fray, they neigh as their thundering hooves then trample down the moss, the lichen growing thick in guarding paths, circling and indistinct, pointing outward, belieing inwards, inwards to the soul, the soul that flees the pulses of the day, the fray, again it surfaces, the hounds calling, the warning, the shout in the nightmare that wakes the strong but belies the weak, she died in her sleep they say, maybe she simply had not the strength left, to scream in the night….