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Fantasical World

Once upon the glimmer of a fading thought, she caught a glimpse of the dream once thought gone forever in a life where her past self believed she had eternity. If improbably glimpsing the dream was a momentary reality, then … Continue reading

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A Dream She Had

The dream unfolded with a dream, the kind she couldn’t share because girl’s like her weren’t allowed to exist. Her dream threatened to die a dream, hatred assaulting her because she was deemed unworthy of love. The dream survived as … Continue reading

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Her Consciousness Screamed

Her dream balance tipped, spilled into her waking hours, opening her eyes, not to mystery, but to a reality possessing no tolerance for creative minds like hers. Her consciousness screamed, keenly aware that her creative mind had no business being … Continue reading

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Wrapped in the Velvet of Her Soul

She wasn’t what she seemed, she was that place where dreams went when they required a key, far away, yet, beneath a gentle touch amidst her heart’s glow, transformed, wrapped in the velvet of her soul. She’d become what she … Continue reading

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The Heart’s Vision

The ever in forever after, she thought it was a dream’s eternity without the never. A reason so reasonably dreamed, she followed her heart’s inclinations no matter the season. Each door a corridor she explored, took her mind’s eye to … Continue reading

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The Other Horizon

She’d made it. The dark tunnel was behind her, the other side before her where she could see the horizon, the sun. It meant, not that she’d arrived, but that she was growing, that there was far to go, much … Continue reading

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Progression

Death. Mourning. The fallen tree: energy still giving. When the old dreams die the soul takes to wreathing, but the dear dream that perishes is so another might begin breathing. Sometimes wisdom begs us to surrender, to allow us to … Continue reading

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Courses

There were times when her dreams walked in parallel, her course close enough to touch, thoughts on their way to prolongation. Corners took a turn, as it happened, when they did. Dreams left prints to find and remember, destinations elusive … Continue reading

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