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Waking from a Dream
I savor the sense of awakening
As sleep slowly dissipates.
The ethereal shroud blurs barriers
Blending real and imagined.
My dreams, no matter how fanciful,
Are close enough to touch.
I exist in these moments
Until the images fade
into morning’s glow.
Published on Medium January 28, 2020
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