ImaginedA Poem by MarkWhere does imagination go when we die? WIll it click its heels and wind up back in bed, surrounded by family? Or perhaps it will spend eternity weaving the darkness, into things.
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Added on May 30, 2013Last Updated on May 30, 2013 AuthorMarkDallas, TXAboutI"m a gypsy born in New Hampshire, raised in Alaska, schooled in Washington, raised a family in California. Recently settled in Concord NH area. Where to next? I don't really have to think about it, i.. more..Writing
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