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Oct 2021
doctor,what happens
if we die in our sleep
we shall sigh and laugh
go deeper and deep

andΒ Β no longer have
or have not-but weep,
like the little waif-
for shall we reap

our just deserts..if
our hearts, can keep
if ourselves hate
our goodness reaps

naked and loveless..
our faith a high leap
a time to pay
(and the costΒ Β steep)

if,we die in our sleep
dreams of today
nightmares.. creep..
away...
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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       Vanessa Gatley, Deep, Sandman, HOPE, nim and 1 other
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