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Think Again


you are so very far away
further than I dare to wander
you are almost further
than my thoughts can capture
you seem to know how to escape
just when I think I've got you've found
you move beyond and I
have to
think again

think again
of the last time I saw you
think again if the times
will be empty and how
I will never see you again

you are very far away
further than I dare to wander
you are almost further than
my thoughts can spare
you seem to know just how to escape
to leave no trace
vanish into thin air

and just when I think
I've got you found
you move just beyond my broken reach
you've given me many a sleepless moment
and many wretched opportunities to weep

so many times spent when I have
to
think again.


Copyright FEBRUARY 12, 2015 ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED BY THIS AU THUR
MELISSA A HOWELLS/ MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD
WRITTEN DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE
ALL IDEAS/POETRY/PROSE/RANTS ARE THE LEGAL PROPERTY OF THIS WRITER

THANK YOU FOR READING

about my brother

Some things come full formed in your head when you wake up. This did. I know I have
written many pieces here on line about my brother. When I dream about him, I feel I
must write it down. Messages are contained in dreams. Especially repeated dreams.





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