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Poetry
KaZ Akers

Dreams

Dreams,our penultimate lifeline.Small dreams.Big dreams.Everything dream in between.Dreams appear asthunder and lightening.As a rhythmic clock ticking.They follow us, whispering.Dreams stand in front of us and

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Poetry
KaZ Akers

Marauding My Dreams

Never stopped being in love with what we were. A memory. a fantasy, So long ago. Years and places and people ago. Roads diverged after

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