Last night I had a dream,
I dreamt that I was free.
I flew with birds,
saw what they see.
Stood on mountains,
swam to the depths of oceans,
floated on clouds,
danced with stars;
poured the sands of time
back and forth
from past and future glass.
And now I dream I am not free
and wonder which dream is true;
and the dreamer says
it is I who is dreaming you.
Unpeeling
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