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Feb 2015
in sleep i speak
language forgotten,
to the one who'll never hear,
to man once important
to the man i held so dear.

in sleep i remember
my people,
and the land from where
i come,
all the things i left unsaid,
the things i
could have done.

But i forget all when awake
it dissapears behind my eye,
all except a word Manah,
a word wich means "life".
Bluebird
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Bluebird  in wonderland
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