I see you,as in a dream
indistinct and far away.
I sense your warmth and healing
I feel you have something to say.
Then pain reaches up and hits me
and,"It'll be alright,"I pray.
I try to let it wash over
like a wave of cold and grey.
Then I listen to the message in my brain
Wipe the pain.You must wipe the pain.
He will never come again.
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