Dreams

I dreamt of loved ones long since passed
And conversations I hoped to have
For time became irrelevant
These emotions surpassed
Innocuous whisperings
Of what I once had

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Grew up in the Essex countryside and currently resides in London. Passing through his 30s far too quickly. Likes: writing, design, the arts, and copious amounts of coffee. He is working on his first novel.

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