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I Thought I Heard 

The sound, 

of thunder, last night.

But the sky, was clear.

And the clouds, were gone.

I think I heard, the rumble, in my mind.

A long forgotten, sound.

From a past, long .......buried !

Perhaps, it was a lonesome, echo.

On the wind.....

For I miss, the taste, of .....nicotine .

And a cigarettes smell.

While time stopped still.

I fed my dreams, from memories.

And they tasted, sweet.

Though I was, distracted.

I thought, 

I heard 

Them, call my name !

Giajl © Jim Love