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Blessed Be Dream Catcher ( In This World Of Disturbed Dreams )did you not see those diamond-like sparkles reach from thine eyes to mine? a great spirit could only be blessed enough to witness this moment suspended in time. such a dream catcher weaved it's web 'round my soul captivated by yours truly was mine. pain turned painless eagle eyes sharpend to dull, frightend (doe caught in the headlights) like feelings. leaving this body i am floating on a lake by a great mountain under a perfect azure sky. lazy dance in the breeze through these trees plucking a star in my palm to give to the lion who took my despair and swallowed it down into his great maw. shaking his full mane not a roar escaped just a gutteral purr as he reached out with a loving paw. all is possible we could run with the wolves. freedom of dreams gives this permission to be. oh blessed spirit i hope you were given a chance to glance at those shimmering eyes that saved me. Vote for this poem
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