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May 2019
I dreamt of you this morning
You were laying on my chest
My arm gently place on yours
With care,
You stroked the top of my hand
Until slowly
Our fingers interlocked
It was peaceful
I was home again
I can’t help but wonder whose chest you’re laying on now.
Everything Is Energy
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Everything Is Energy  25/F
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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