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My mother appeared to me today
I saw your face today
as I stared in the mirror
It was not before me
but right inside my head
Not me looking at myself
but you holding me in your gaze
The form was clear and true
You were alive to me
Your face filled mine
I became you
for a few moments
felt your mind in mine
the fear of your thoughts
and the power of your emotions
I know not why you
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Saturday 20th October 2018 7:11 pm
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