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Nightmares

I recount the nightmares from Heaven I cling all of them tight between my fingers For this is my home this despair I have For I cannot fling it to someone else. These are my desires and my pains The nightmares I dream for you.

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Date: 1/19/2020 3:25:00 PM
Sometimes things that are negative attach themselves to us; we become attached to them. Makes life rough. Thanks, Khudzai. Cheers, Gershon
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Date: 1/9/2020 12:45:00 PM
Dynamically romantic dear, Kudzai
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