i don't need a dream
book
to figure out the dream
i had last night.
i can still taste it in my mouth.
see it.
hear it. feel it.
i'm flying. the rope that tethered
me to the ground
is cut.
the sky is blue again.
the rain has stopped.
my arms are stretched out
as i glide
between the clouds,
not worried about direction
or where to land.
book
to figure out the dream
i had last night.
i can still taste it in my mouth.
see it.
hear it. feel it.
i'm flying. the rope that tethered
me to the ground
is cut.
the sky is blue again.
the rain has stopped.
my arms are stretched out
as i glide
between the clouds,
not worried about direction
or where to land.
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