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Familiar pain within my chest lingers

as tired eyes watch the clouds go by, smiling

lingering half awake on the threshold of dreams yet to entertain

as bird song fills the air on a spring wind

heavy with the scent of rain

evidence all all around, puddles reflecting phantom scenes

mirrored worlds longing to be seen, explored.

no time for technology here, the real world is enough

for all we know is here, within reach, to touch, to taste, to enjoy

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and the rain falls in gentle elegance

upon my face, a refreshing shower, that wakes invigorates makes my mind think more

of sunny days and storms that played yesterday tomorrow & in waking dreams that soar

we all know the places to go, places of our own design

for that world may be theirs, but, this fair place? This brave new world is mine

we dream on

 

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