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In My Dream

May 20, 2018 Jane Swansondream, Poetry, purpose, swimming

In my dream I am swimming again
Through the air
But this time
The air feels like water
It has substance
I can get a hold on it
And move forward

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Anna says:

My childhood dreams of flying were always a doggy paddle through the air and above the clouds.

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May 21, 2018 at 2:37 am Reply

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