I had a dream of my past, it seem to be calling me back;
In the dream I went back to a town in which I had lived,, I felt a sense of longing and dread.
For I know that if I don’t go I’ll miss something that I should know.
What it is I don’t know, but I still have to go.
The Dream comes from the Lord above, but what it means I don’t know
When I go I don’t know, but when I do the dream and my place in God’s Universe
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Author:
Cbdave (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 25th, 2022 02:21
- Category: Religion
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Good write Dave.
I've felt this many times before, eventually,it will become clear, especially if it repeats
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