Lost

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Somewhere deep inside, I release the invisible me. 
Somewhere deep inside, I start to believe –
Somewhere deep inside my light/ dark soul.
Somewhere past the train tracks.
Somewhere in Mississippi- burning.
Somewhere beyond the great spirits

Somewhere deep inside,
Somewhere around the tables of time
Somewhere underneath the world winds

Somewhere way down in sleep
Somewhere in the wee hours of the morning
Somewhere past gravity’s hold
Somewhere deep inside my frazzled strings
Somewhere, inside me

Poem From my ebook “Seventh Fire ” by Krissy Mosley 2016

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Published by: Visionariekind

Krissy Mosley is a story-teller. Recalling stories to build bridges of peace. A folklorist to bring sounds of joy and healing vibrations. Krissy Marie is a writer /feminist, mother advocating for change surrounding women’s rights and women's’ issues.

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