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Every day a little dream

I long for a dream, within a dream that clears the sight of you. I am asleep and asleep I feel nothing But the craddle of your arms like orange snakes thrashing fears around… Black and white tale Shall that

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Posted in Invisible stories, Iron Tales, My poems
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