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May 2019
Surface fades
To empty space
Day breaks
Slices of moonbeams--Β Β in half
To Dissipate
Like unreal magic
Frost effaces
WhatΒ is left
Without a trace
Night drifts away
Without saying
Farewell
Left to dust
Sleeping, dreaming, discovering
Subconscious awakenings
They revisit whenever they want
You're never alone
Jen
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Jen  40/F/A Dream
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