Dreaming
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Under the sun's first dancing rays,
The rocks were washed then varnished
And glowed like jewels set in chrome,
That beautified my dream's fancy
Paper boats hopped along the quay
And wandered off with roaming ships,
Then larger crabs in state of fear
Got washed up by a unicorn
Frightening the hard rock pools
Till paper boats drowned, out of reach
While throughout this nightmare, I cried
Deepening my futility
As I stumbled inside my head.
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2016
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