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Jan 2023
I am good at catching
possibilities in my dreams.

As reality slip's from the edge
I feel the dip before falling
over the waterfall of reality.

This is where I leave my body
and I become a winged shadow
of myself.

I wade for a moment before
I take the dive, tipping
just enough to feel my soul
take flight.

Up and lifted, I spread
my dream wings and
sore.

I swim in an ocean of possibilities,
swimming in-between the
stars and supernovas.

My tail flares out behind me,
bursting with energy I zoom.

I am a dream weaver, like a spider
I weave my web of possibilities
where I catch wishes alongside
my imagination.

Dream weaver, weaving possibilities.

I am weaving reality
to catch wishes for the future.

Dream on weaver, for you are
the possibilities.

Šī¸ 2023 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton
Written by
Amanda Shelton  37/F/Bakersfield California
(37/F/Bakersfield California)   
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