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Dreams MAG

By Anonymous

My dreams at dawn
grewmindlessly,
like

drops
of
rain

trickling silently
intostreams.

I laughed with
lightning-filled bliss,
grewbreathless.

My reverie flew into
eternal frontiers
only tovanish
like fainting shadows.








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