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D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

The In-betweens

Is sandman seen
In hollow slumber
In halls of sleep
Shadowed gray?
 
Where be the rest
All lost by some?
Lost to the sound
Of the sandman’s drumb.
 
Off to those places
Paddocks and Streams
Flowered valleys of in-betweens
We fly to the visions
Wonders and dreams
In the valleys
The paddocks
Of the in-betweens.
 
D. Thurmond/JEFalcon
11-02-2018

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