Dreams
I dreamt the impossible
Keen visions of a life enveloped
In wisdom
Aged like wine
Unstoppable
Savored lips, seldom sipped
Slim fortunes developed
Skies the limit
Giddy clouds of soul’s spirit.
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Abbe's Notes
Quick morning writes that begin before the sun rises and while my partner sleeps.
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