Succession of a Dream

 

There,

in the height of night

I found a dream

that suited

my desires

and I dove into it,

grabbing onto

the moving images,

partaking in the drama,

trying to blend into the scenes,

becoming the heroine

creating subliminal messages

and archetypes,

until the next dream

pushed me out of the picture

and sent me out

into the morning light

again.

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