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Nov 2014
I bet upon imagining what it may be
that it is real. I felt in my dream,
and thought the vision would be
there so real on awakening.
So, I recreate, here,
the fog the mysts, the screams....
of us, I saw eyes closed,
eyelid screens, of what may be on earth.
i peek.
wordvango
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