Dreaming
I lie on ground so bare, as if nothing were ever there, in the effervescent air, dreaming.
Dreaming of a world yet to come, sucking on a sweet red plum,dreaming. I've never dreamt
before, sleep has always been a bore yet I somehow yearn for more, dreaming. A taste of
happiness, taken from a black crow's nest , served on a bed of lettuce, dressed. Watching
mother nature's best, dreaming. I cannot stop lying here, Breathing open air, upon the ground
so bare. Wishing for things that aren't there, dreaming.
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