
Half awake, half asleep
I see the world through two pairs of eyes
the truth is in the second
I can see the living
but something inside
turns outward
I am trapped here by myself
my own warden and executioner
I will never breathe
but in a false world
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Looking Inward
Sixteen Poems by James Allan Ross
February 1974
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