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I love you with a
selfless selfishness
for your dreams
are now my dreams
and I will not sleep
unless I’m sure you can
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Paranormal Women's Fiction, Urban Fantasy, and Fairy Tale Retellings with a Modern Twist
True tales over 50
exercising heart and mind, lest I waste away
Insight and inspiration for writers and readers
Some verses, some hues
Poems and psychosis.
"If you talk to God you're religious. If God talks to you, you're psychotic."
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Hephaestus’ Waste & Cosmic Rubble 
Yaaasss! I just watched this video like two weeks ago. Great song selection and beautiful micropoem, Barry!
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Thanks, trE. The first time I saw that video I was half-conscious and waking up with a hangover. It influenced a few wacky dreams. 😉
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Haha. I’m sure you’re not the only one. You’re most welcome.
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A lovely cherita …
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Thank you. 🙂
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Love this. Just love it.
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Glad you liked it. 🙂
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This resonates so much with me, because it rings true… I remember lying there in the dark waiting for my love to fall asleep… alas she did the same and there we had contagious insomnia
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Ahh yes, the sleepytime standoff. I know it well. 🙂
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This is so sweet. Reminds me of the wish to be last to bed. Lovely. k.
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Thanks. 🙂
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Very tender and loving words.
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