My mind does play a trick on me-
And tease me with it’s vagaries.
And takes me oft to lands and climes-
In other far and distant times.
Sometimes it seems I wield a blade-
And fighting others is my trade.
It seems so real, so very true…
It’s like a sense of déjà vu.
At times a person meets my view…
I almost say, “Why I know you”!
But I’m aware it is not so-
‘Twas someone else I used to know.
And oft I hear some tale of yore-
And with a sense, I’ve known before…
I nearly say, “’Twas not that way”!
If they ask, “Why”? What will I say.
And so I write my tales in reams-
And others think they are but dreams.
Before you judge, best have a care-
I don’t know how, but I was there.
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