Where my mind was at I do not know. Where My thoughts were are obvious. After years in between images of a past I can't fully remember has haunted me. Bits and pieces emerge in my writing. Some from the resent where I sit and ponder and a future I consider and wonder. Can I do what I write. Like Jack the Ripper ... cut with a knife.
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