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in the
between of dreams
day as sometimes lit
or brave as
the vanish feast
castle clouds shook down
just the dust unsettled
there’s music through the
shell
there isn’t any waiting
around
reach out, they say
dream on
make the half light
there must be time
in the hidden world
the poem in the stone
in the between of dreams
a dream
live to the wisdom found
there
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