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Dec 2015
feather light i drift in a dream
feel the sun's breath on my face
floating eternal upon warm summer breeze
forever between dusk and first light
the sweetest sense of reality reflected in minds eye
where i find the shopping cart in parking lot
the scattering of cracks in the pavement paints
a masterpiece of loves and loss
hearts born to passions of desires flame
and those who sit in wicked darkness and
nurse the dying light of beautiful loves lost
feather light i drift in this place
feel the moon's compassionate light on my face
for the moon sees all these dreams
and holds us to its warm heart
keeps us from being alone in the night
wake now all you dreamers
dawn approaches
and our dreams must stop
till dusk comes again and unites us in beautiful loves
mark john junor
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mark john junor  59/M
(59/M)   
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