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ode to a dream
I had a dream.
Not of grandeur or poverty.
Power or flight.
Race nor riot.
A dream of waking.
endlessly waking.
Sometimes sitting up in bed…
Then just waking.
Am I still there?
I may never know.
Or soon be there.
When the alarm's blare ends.
Not of grandeur or poverty.
Power or flight.
Race nor riot.
A dream of waking.
endlessly waking.
Sometimes sitting up in bed…
Then just waking.
Am I still there?
I may never know.
Or soon be there.
When the alarm's blare ends.
Published 3rd Feb 2025
| Edited 4th Feb 2025
Author's Note
Sounded good to my half asleep mind.
Everyone has probably had a similar dream.
Everyone has probably had a similar dream.
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3rd Feb 2025 2:38pm
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