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Aug 2020
I was placed into a dream,
and nothing was what it really seems.
As I went deep yet deeper still,
Its lasting longer than you think they will.

I can still envision it in my mind,
like a cinema being streamlined.
Well-defined as I lay reclined,
played out by this Mastermind.

Designing this Dream World,
intriguing scenes, my words are hurl'd.
As if the lines were inscribed pointed the way,
inside their very goodness burnes the day.

Before I was shone by this Mastermind,
while still in bed, my body completely reclined.
Completely fascinated by what I was hearing and seeing,
veil after veil undrawn to discover your reason for being.

The inmost naked beauty of the meaning never exposed,
still bathed in its moonlight slumber, secrets were disclosed.
How can I best serve this Universe today?
With love and kindness, I dedicate myself in each and every way
Dreams sometimes do lead the way for our tomorrows.
Terry Richardson
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Terry Richardson  71/M/Texas, USA
(71/M/Texas, USA)   
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