Man of No Face
he comes to me,
in the night, in my sleep.
no death i wonder, through which portal came,
he comes to me.
and there i see,
in the truth , the light.
no prayer unturned, through third eye became,
and there i see.
in the night , in my sleep, death may wonder through the dark,
in the light, in the deep, breath of day through out my heart,
the love of lost, the love of deep and still i sleep, i sleep, i sleep...
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