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Mar 2012
Silent thunderous flash and blink
awake into another vision
melting lucid in realization
of a world of simple repeating gestures
all the former things unending held
soft, unfocussed what could be
forever in this gentle bed
until alarmed my heavy head
strikes the work day morning square
to live a truth I am aware
fails to compare to the dream.
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