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Mar 2022
God sat on my shoulder

Those days-

Whispered in my ear
Undiagnosed-

Until he left.

The ancient of days
Still clung to the ceiling

Modigliani
Gauguin hanged
Naked on the wall.

I prayed for one
Glimpse

Of the beyond
Written by
Mike Adam  66/M/London England
(66/M/London England)   
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