Visited Poem by Aram Stefanian

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In my nightmares I always have such a fright
I'm late for someplace that I can never find
I'm visited by beloved ghosts long dead and gone
Who are trying to lead me back to square one
I feel confused by weird blinding light
And ready for getting a load off my mind
Before something happens, I just cut and run
It looks like a mortal danger I have shun

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Aram Stefanian

Aram Stefanian

Yerevan, Armenia
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