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About This Poem
Deep Dreams
In the true depth of the darkness
There is a deep streaking likeness
Of light blasting onto my weary face
Showing a tired old form of disgrace
Needing a hope of the ages, a friendly smile
Needing a great hug, helping hand by the mile
She finds me with sorrow in my heart
My dreams she sparks, my love impart
A love that I don’t deserve she gives
Freely in my dreams, she forgives
Entrant into Michael J. Falotico's "Deep Dreams" contest
11/12/2012
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