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Thomas Alan
Poems
Sep 2016
The dreams in his head
I do not want to feel
the pig of winter's night
on my lonely cracked lips
concealed in a blanket of white
And I do not capture
the dreams in his head;
imprinted on a film
that can never be read
So when the bells from the churches
ring on the eve
and lights of the fairies
tickle the windows with breeze
I will cover the footprints
that I left in the snow
so when I can't be found
he has nowhere to go
Written by
Thomas Alan
M/Newcastle, UK
(M/Newcastle, UK)
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