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Jan 19
reality feels like a dream.
everything has taken on a haze,
the edges fuzzy and soft.  
melting skies and dripping clouds,
the sun painting the world in shades of gold
moonlight passes like water through my fingers, dancing along the trees.
down to you, my darling.
swirling a halo around your head.
you don't need the sun to shine,
you create your own warmth.
I bask in it, welcome it, long to be near you again.
just so I may be warm too.
are you real,
or just a dream?
Hesitant Alien
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