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The Fall

Displaced Memories

“Not measuring the scale of a fall
Nor the height or how small
It’s the plunder we endure with each slip
That soon our world we will miss
In a ocean of fear and distress
She choose not to wake, nor progress
Although her body lays unconscious
Her mind releases the monstrous”
By George Vatistas


  • I The Choice
  • II Follow Through
  • III Pre-consciousness
  • IV Slipping
  • V Deeper
  • VI Into the unconsciousness