and each morning she wakes with a dream to describe
something lovely that bloomed in her beautiful mind
i say "i'll trade you one for two nightmares of mine,
i have some where i die...i have some where we all die."
i still don't know what my fascination is with dreams but it grows by the day
nostalgia is a close second on the allure scale in my life...
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