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She Is Still Disturbing Me

She is still disturbing me.....

More than 5 years now and still I can see her face, her expressions, looks, her habits, her moves and could listen her voice clearly.
Really don't know How?

My dreams are not mine I don't understand  why am I dreaming of her not of .... why? seriously why? usually I don't think about her whole day not a single thought but still my night is her, she owns/rules my dreams like she has a right to do so. Her voice, her expressions sweetly disturbs me every night and every morning I wakes up like I had lived a day with her don't know how but maybe there is an unseen connection between us. She is like a writer who comes every night with a new story.

She is still disturbing me.....................
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Agustin Avatar
August 28, 2024 at 1:27 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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