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Apr 2015
an answer comes always
if just seen on the backs
of eyelids
in nightmares
or dreamiest visages
according to our
attenuating them
listening whilst asleep,
the screams of millions
born and dead
evolve in the
nightly scenery
keep we down or free us
instead.
I try to keep my eyes open,
when I dream.
wordvango
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