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Jan 2015
I have this dream
where I'm pushing up daisies
And everything around me
Falls silent

At first
My body feels fine
The ground is nice and cool
I'm at peace

There's a breeze
I know I'm in a hole
But I can still see the sky
The daisies sway

Then I fall
The whole gets deeper and deeper
Until I'm falling into nothingness
It changes

I'm floating
There's nothing around me
I'm surrounded by whiteness
I can breathe

Then I land
My feet hit the ground
Although I'm standing on nothing
Maybe I'm dead

Walking seems right
Soon I find my surroundings changing
I'm in a garden at a tea table
Set for two

There's no sky
Everything around is white
All but the breathtaking garden
A figure comes

She sits down
A petite woman in a sun hat
She pours us some tea
I just stare

I know her
She's blond and fair
Just as she's about to look up
It all freezes

I wake up
I can never catch my breath
It feels like I've been buried
Pushing up dasies.
Doesn't have a rhyme scheme or even a flow but it's a dream.
Rebecca Lillian
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Rebecca Lillian  FL
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