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dream crystals

ripples cascade through the lake of dreams

as my feet plunge in, toe first.

icy waters, they radiate to infinite, and a bit after that

every molecule traverses up and stop, then move out

across the plain of dreams, the blue lake

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they meet at my feet, and i can feel the medium

the surface that caresses my calves

the cold that extracts my heat

i look around, and it's more water, more sky

crystals refract my memories, and thos images

are embossed in the water and shot to my brain

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i feel it all rushing like a flood

a flood of dreams, a soft crash of my conscience

then it's gone, settled into the peaceful

lake of dreams, sky of memories