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Dream Control Dream Control

Dream Control we have another one Which planet? Self Dickens You have to be kidding! Sorry but we are serious Eye roll. I might as well stay down there. Don’t tell me it is Yes it is. And so we are off To reassure another Earthling 2146. Dream Control Dream Control Begged for nightly so we go Dream Control Dream Control In charge of every planet below Dream Control Dream Control Our work is never done. We know. My partner yanks on my golden cord to let me know she hears my thoughts I am not supposed to be thinking negatively, so I quickly reverse. Twenty-one hundred and forty-six is tossing around in bed covers. Left leg and arm are flailing. I crouch beside her and began whispering good thoughts She is not having it, flopping as a catfish who is being caught. I tune in on her dream. Her female parent has died. Only a dream, I whisper. My whisper is gentle as rain. She settles down a bit. I tuck her into her covers. She is an adorable girl, angelic actually. About six Earth years. Can I come back now? I telepathize to my mate. Better stay a bit longer, she says. It’s a long ride back. Dream Control Dream Control Begged for nightly so we go Dream Control Dream Control In charge of every planet below Dream Control Dream Control Our work is never done. We know.

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Date: 5/23/2020 11:38:00 PM
A captivating and lovely fantasy, which I enjoyed, Caren. :)
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 5/24/2020 10:06:00 PM
You're very welcome, Caren. You got it done, and I appreciated it very much. You explained to me the difficulty you'd had, in your lovely comment. You commented on my poem, A Matter of Personal Taste. :=)
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/24/2020 5:21:00 AM
Thank you Evelyn. I am glad that you did. I was trying to comment on one of your poems about ten times last night. I even tried a new browser. I do not remember now if I got it done. So I may be back in a few.

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