A dream unfolds
softly
behind my eyes
its footsteps
cushioned
a silent memory
finds shape
in a new disguise
oddly familiar
to my own unseeing eyes
I'm here and not here
softly
behind my eyes
its footsteps
cushioned
a silent memory
finds shape
in a new disguise
oddly familiar
to my own unseeing eyes
I'm here and not here
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