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In my dreams is that place.
Where we meet, you and me.
When I  arrive,
sweet moon of mine,
grey dream gets colour
and shine.
I put on high heels for you
so we can kiss at our moulin rouge.



Shell✨🐚
In love with the moon.
Deep within this heart of mine
a child weeps for salvation
I feel his tears, I hear him pine
a train stuck at the station
no understanding, no rational thought
ignored and shooed away
acceptance is all he ever sought
yet it never came his way
and now together we walk as one
we fight, but invariably lose
poetic justice comes undone
for the child is my muse

  Jan 6 Traveler
Dr Peter Lim
The obvious
        isn't exciting
        people choose
        the nebulous-

       facts are boring
       rumours they prefer
        of truth they
        really don't care-

        the thing is there
        to see they don't bother
        it interests them not
        the scene they just pass over-

        the logic of reason
        they deliberately ignore
        so obstinate are they
        and know not their delusion
  Jan 6 Traveler
Maddy
Drawn to Pooh, Paddington, and the Care Bears.
They adorn my home office and are my heart.
Working virtually somedays,they keep me company
Looking at them makes me comfortable
Kindness, goodness and sensitivity define me
Those that take advantage or try have been in my tears and hurt my heart
Villains and the vicious are forewarned to get out of my way
I am the Human Care Bear
If that troubles you than take leave now
Forever more, even better
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