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Insomnia (Poem)

I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.

My dreams filled

Strange, wonderful images

Of us together

Being content.

I eat, breathe and think

You all the time,

Almost as though I would

Die without you in my mind.

I need to see you to believe,

What luck, your beauty,

Almost perfect for me,

Almost perfect for eternity!

© 2019 Wendy Engela

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