Dream Of The Devil

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    Dream Of The Devil

    I was born of devils dreams.
    Where musics made from angels screams.
    Where guitars per & lyric flows.
    And truth is told that no one knows.

    Forbidden language & so much more.
    The sacred places angels soar.
    I've seen the garden, dare I say.
    A place where Adam used to play.

    When sin was born, then there was I.
    A dream, the twinkle in his eye.
    Soon to set the demon free.
    Another dream, or maybe me.

                                    By Keith L. Smith

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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