Dreams

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    *  Drops of liquid lavender and melted flowers
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        *                  *                     *              extended in glorious silver threads.
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The wind bares stories of phoenixes and diamond tears.   *        *              *
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       *       *                      *        *            Peaceful slumber yields soft embrace,

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                                                            untill the sun wakes to caress my face.