When I sleep they come to me
The people whom I once did see
Standing and playing their roles again
These people whom I knew once then
It goes along as calm as it would bring
With each doing their usual unhindered thing
Until all of a sudden I realise and exclaim
They are all dead and they can't remain!
© Paul Warren Poetry
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