Future Days (September 8th 2019)
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I sense deep blue waves of new possibilities.
For poems are flowing like oceanic dreaming.
I sense a time when the Arts will reign supreme:
A time that will perfectly blend thought and feeling.
I sense an end to crude power and cold control.
I see the doves of freedom gliding on the wind.
I sense the wondrous wedding day of heart and soul:
When humanity will transcend its mortal sins.
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