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Lost In An Anxiety Dream

The dream,

An early morning awakening.

Past and present merge.

I’m in an unfamiliar place,

Staring at a concrete intersection,

Searching for known landmarks,

Trying to establish which way to go.

Each road leads to confusion.

Isolation.

Echoes of childhood have vanished for ever,

The familiar buildings replaced by office blocks,

And I stand alone by the crossroads, lost and without purpose.
Written by Lozzamus
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Author's Note
I've had a keen interest in dreams for years and believe they reveal much about the inner processes of the mind.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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