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[2015] Pleasant Dreams, Rude Awakenings
Faster
soaring high up in the sky
upon the wings of a dragonfly
singing to the anxipus farmer below
behind a horse pulling his wagon too slow
and I unravel like the clouds I travel
rather invincible I am
or so it would seem
Suddenly
rapidly
falling
memories flash as headfirst I crash
hitting the floor
I awake from the dream
Published 18th Aug 2015
| Edited 13th Jul 2020
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