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Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #1685909

We cannot always remember our dreams, but they leave a mark on our souls.

Whispered words beyond the veil
Spoke a vision time would tell:
Silence great no man could fell.
Waking eyes to morning bell
Begged mercy of its ether knell
But no earthly noise dared break the spell.
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