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Jan 2018
on occasion
if the moon is in just the right phase
if the balance of lucidity and calm
mesh with the spirits of the other dimensions
i am able to find and pull the veil of stars to one side
entering the forest of dreams
this is where the conscious mind's governor is removed
and the capabilities of one's imagination is set free
this is where the true domain of thought in conjunction
with the buried brain come alive, awaken
here
i am without time
without restriction of sound
here
i am in my truest form
until the nightmare returns
Thomas P Owens Sr
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Thomas P Owens Sr  M/New Market, Va
(M/New Market, Va)   
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