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Upon a Slow Wave

In the far distance a voice does beckon My name I hear is it a dream, I reckon Awakening from the dark to the light Emerging from the deep ready to fight Strange feeling my head is swimming Bolted from bed, my mind is skimming Rolling over what has just happened, so steep Was this climb for I arose from a deep sleep

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 4/10/2014 8:41:00 PM
sure does sound like a dream , John. that is how they are sometimes!
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Date: 4/4/2014 6:45:00 PM
John, beautifully deep and captivating, awesome imagery.... Linda
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