of our hours are
dream filled.
the nights.
the days, each taking
a turn
at what's within
our settled
or unsettled minds.
are we figuring
it all out,
or just wandering,
wanting, hoping
for what isn't right
to get right.
are we where we should
be.
with work, or love,
our home.
is it time to dream
differently, to move on?
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