This Could Easily Turn Into a Nightmare
She had fallen into the neon region of her soul again
It was going to be one of those ….
She looked around at the corals and the yellows
Greeting her in a happy way
And yet she understood that this could easily
Turn into a nightmare again
She had been led into the bowels of a great dream before
That had turned evil
She listened for her guides, to see if they had advice.
There was nothing
Such is the world of the dream.
You enter having no idea what to expect.
At least she had a choice about the way she entered
Skipping and singing or as if pulled by a chain of reluctance
She chose the latter
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