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The Dreamfish

There was a fish that roamed alone,    
I was sleeping he could see,    
his shadow spoke a honing bone,    
through satori energy.    
   
He said, young lady are you the one,  
the one you ought to be,  
spread beneath the leaves of gold,    
there woke a sieve within my soul, to chase reality.
Written by Pishashee
Published | Edited 28th Nov 2014
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