A poem for dreamers

My dreaming self remembers
A spotlight landing on a stage
Caught between the dust motes
And an ever-turning page
Dream-remembered rage
And love that will not leave
A persistent heartbeat echo
From the one worn on my sleeve
My dreaming self remembers
Forest paths and whispering trees
Friendship pacts and carved int…
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