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Feb 2018
My mind is a window onto a world
that nobody sees but me
a moment to moment panorama
of people things and trees
(projected onto a screen that only I can see)

Lucid solid like a stone
I think it's really real
although I've known it's not
now for many many years

I must marvel at this magic show
as my world pops out of my hat
and learn to change the theme
of each and every act

Yesterday the rapids
were very very wild
Today I will try to ride
a river that is mild
Sean Hunt
Written by
Sean Hunt  Windermere, Cumbria
(Windermere, Cumbria)   
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       ---, CJ Sutherland and ---
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