It was your familiar back,
Turned towards me, in my very dreams
Soothing voice, as you coaxed
For believers in your blessings.
No, not dreams, but visions,
Clear as day because I was awake,
Awake with closed eyes, open mind,
Have I seen you somewhere before?
The familiarity, that smile,
Have I felt and seen it all before?
Another night, another lifetime,
Or another mystery left unsolved?
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