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Monday, 6 June 2016

Poem: Of Back and Blessings

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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