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December 2015 A Time For Speeches ....History
Pensive, are my thoughts.
For I choose, to remain awake.
Lest I succumb, to my dreams, by.....
Falling asleep.
What perils exist, in gentle slumber ?
Who, visits who, and who,
calls my name?
Once I held.
Once, I touched.
Now phantoms haunt
Like smoke that twists and twirls.
When they are dead their souls and the past can haunt you
When they're merely just gone....
A frosty breath, envois ?
For I fear
no
Germinal today.
Giajl © Jim Love
