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Nov 1
When dreams make the
shadow of their evil real ,
then walk the sodden path
of forgetfulness .

Forgetting of all life , love
and tenderness of human
touch .

Vanquished , youth's idyll
lay bound in silken chains of regret .
Blinded eyes plucked out ,
lay on a silver tray at his
side .

Discarded and unloved .

Like a meagre meal
in poverty's room ,
the soul is dissected and
eaten piecemeal by devils .

While in dead of night
or blazing sun of noon ,
the stench of rotting dreams
shrouds Eternity over those deadened eyes .
Written by
Matthew Bright  Sydney Australia
(Sydney Australia)   
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