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dreams

There are sleeping dreams and waking dreams.
Sleeping dreams in which I travel to places that only exist in my mind. Sometimes paradise, sometimes places I thought I’d left behind.
Sleeping dreams where I revisit places I’ve been, places long forgotten, places seldom seen.
In sleeping dreams I meet people from long ago, people I love, people I know. In the long dark hours my mind runs free, free to run and free to fly. In the long dark hours I touch the sky.