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Dream
The wine glass falls
as I plummet into slumber;
like crystalline moonlight
asway on a stagnant tide,
I find myself swimming in mirrors.

The illusion recalls
surges of memory like thunder
from the black palace of midnight.
As garnet stars collide,
I find myself laughing with my fears.

Another world through the keyhole,
another canvas my blood bespatters.
I find myself gone from unreal frontiers
as the wine glass shatters.




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