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Remnants
Keep me a little longer in the darkness where I
Can run on the keyboard of my dreams.
I'll awake soon enough and then forget them,
Leaving a myriad of emotions to surprise me
Is the full moon the reason I smell perfumed aromas?
I awaken to the dawn of a fresh day.
I lie here - beguiled by the remnants of my
Smorgasbord of dreams.
Joyce Kasanonkwas Sundheim
October 2014

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