by Yvonne

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Strangers

Faces,Faces.
In a dream.
Who are they?
What do they mean?
Faces,Faces,
Scaring you!
Go away!
You can't be seen.
Too many faces, in one place.
It's my dream!
You can't be seen.
Then one by one, they go away.
My eyes open,
Wondering?

WHO WERE THEY?

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"Too many faces, in one place".   Now that's a powerful image Yvonne.  

And if the last line is a question to us all, I for one don't know the answer and I doubt if any one has the answer.

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