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Post by AquarianM on Mar 18, 2011 at 2:27am


Feline friends run in your dreams,
As always - independent,
Willful yet ignorant,
You try to coax them away from where the nightmares live,
But they're frisky and lure you closer,
To the point where sweat and worry wake you...

...and there the hungry little things are,
Staring at you.


By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 02/14/2011

"Rembrandt...Sleeping" poem #10. 
Words are the mind's bridge - it's connection to the universe.
Love is the heart's bridge - it's connection to all other souls.
Loving words can work miracles.
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