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Jan 2017
Wrested out of mind
I lose something of myself
when my eyes open

The flesh I inhabit
the universe I touch
they're all made of dreams
embodied possibilities
organic machinery
built by light herself
that feverish dreamer
even dreamt herself
She sees perfection when her eyes close
She makes it so

Void summoned to form by the dreamer's dream
Dancers through darkness
these mere spirits, luminous yet empty,
forget where they've been,
carried upon the subtle wind to this very moment

Wrested out of mind
I lose something of myself
when my eyes open

The flesh I inhabit
the universe I touch
they're all made of dreams
Unearthly dreams
dan d
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dan d  Maryland
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