Faithful Unconsciousness MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   She sits in the back of the room.

Quiet and unheard.

She hears them all,

but doesn't want to listen.

Their words, just mumbles.

A cloud swirls over her head.

Fog settles at her feet.

As thoughts race through her mind.

"Can you answer the question?"

he asks,

Waking her from her thoughtful trance.

"No, I cannot," she wistfully answers.

Crossing her arms,

she nestles back into her warm flannel,

her hair hiding her tear-ridden eyes.

She lets her mind return to its

Faithful Unconsciousness.

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