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 Oct 2020
Brian Turner
You came to me thirty years later
Whilst I was on my back sleeping

Like yesterday you haven't aged
The emotion is the same
The same smile remains

This meeting place is sacred
I stir..
and you are gone...
Have you ever had a deep dream and think it is real? Here I dream of an old friend from 30 years ago. In a moment you are back in the present

— The End —