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But It Was You
Last night I dreamt
Of death
It was an ogre
Cloaked in a brown hood
With a broad nose
Wide nostrils
On a big squat face
Like a toad
I was led up
Some stairs with
A brilliant angel
His hands
On my shoulders
So soft
At the top of the stairs
Stood a door
There I paused
And turned around
To wave one last
Goodbye
To those I love
Tears running
Down my cheeks
Then I faced
The door
The angel
Opened it
Showed me in
At which point
I vanished
Into light
I ceased to be me
No longer I
That was my dream
The next day
I got a call
From you
Telling me
What the doctors
Had found
In you
And that
The end
Was nigh
When I dreamt
Of death
That other night
I did not know
I was dreaming
Of you

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