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Jan 2018
I dreamed I saw your grandmother’s ghost

She was smiling at me, and looked vital

When the dream took a turn,

I woke up with a start,

And longed to see

Yours

~

But you did not appear,

I only tossed and turned,

Struggling to quiet myself,

And get into the right state;


                      The correct position


    And the proper breathing



                   For seeing ghosts

~

I miss you.

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I pray you are romping
In Elysian Fields

Further up and further in
I will see you anon
Brother Jimmy
Written by
Brother Jimmy  M/Rochester, New York
(M/Rochester, New York)   
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       Nayana Nair, ---, --- and ---
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