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Jul 2019
My dreaming mind
makes me face
my pain,my fear
my destiny.
My dreaming mind
has no sense
of now or here
or when in me.
My dreaming mind
excites a state
of open tiers
of love in me
and I can look at you
and know
a soul
that knows me.
Written by
rose hopkins  Wye Valley, South Wales,
(Wye Valley, South Wales,)   
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