* Destinies Child ~
Remembering when I was but a small child ~
These recurring nightmares that I would often have
The boogeyman, always trying to get to myself....
He would be in the back yard during the darkened night
Standing at the window his shadow wanting in
I would be alone, frightened and unable to scream
Many times he would come amid, the dead of my sleep!?
And he always did seem, so very real unto me
Five, maybe six; sensitive to the other realm this, spirit world....
Sometimes during those years of my innocent youth ~
I would see ghost appear; visions, entities suddenly?!
Apperceptions of specters or phantoms; apparitions
Deja vu was often at the drop of a hat for me....
Many small tales could be told in regards unto those years
One in particular to what I believe was that of a daemon
In retrospect, given certain current events, another piece of glass perhaps!?
Whether I was like other children of those years, I never knew
Although I have heard that the undefiled, cluttered and or tainted
Mind of a child can be very perceptive; again, unto the other realms....
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....“Destinies Child” ~
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