dreams
dreamsdreams are not just at night
easing in to hold our minds
tight
dreams are the edge
of the shimmering mountain
on the far away horizon
dreams are
sitting crosslegged on the beach
somewhere on another shore
someone is sitting cross legged
staring back
dreams are
passing over the waves
low and fast
under the radar
connecting souls
sitting cross legged
staring back
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