Ray

Circles I walk alone again
Mind making holes in thinking Zen
I know that pain keeps me awake
I know that whatever has faded
Is really fake
One last attempt at silent mind
One last pretense that keeps
The rest so blind
I keep my mind ajar
Perhaps one ray of light may heal 
My sickness from afar


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