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Apr 2020
Is
The Dream our Self
Has entertained for
Eons..brought on by
Beliefs in separation..
Our  inevitable fall..
Thus..
Our Self remains asleep
As separation maintains
Its persistent persuasion..
Oppositions play..
Yet..
We are treated in moments
Waking as I Am..
Yet..
We sink soon
Resuming the fall...
Our Fallen Dream...
Yet..
Are there not signs
In these stressed times
Of a new Morning...?
CharlesC
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