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Remember Me
When the door
starts to slowly open
within our minds eye
it is then
with growing fear
we will have to decide
will we hide
within
our house of cards
with our belief
of denial
that our belief
will last
or will the wave
of our imprisoned feelings
pass us through the door
to the place
all our lifes
we have tried
to ignore
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The poem is on Doctors who were heroes to us in the time of Covid-19
How we observe and how we reflect.
The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.
The facades of a perfect home.
This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.