Who was speaking of dreams? I have been dreaming allot the last several months. Very extensive realer than life dreams. I have taken to writing them down and have found that this helps me to remember them. So I had this thought recently about turning them into poems. The following poem is the first such endeavor and it is of a dream that I had on the morning of november 17th '07.
My dreams have always been incredibly visual with little or no dialogue. However, they are wrought with feeling and I realized as I turned this dream into poem that it works very well for translating. I made great effort to be true to the dream and found more meaning in it as I wrote it out.
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