Meet me
in the fading blur of last night’s dream,
the tiles’ seams beneath my feet,
the saucer’s crack, the hard dirt trail,
the lavender air, the stumbling prayer,
the shower’s steam, the empty page,
the scurry of words, the fire of noon,
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Meet me
in the fading blur of last night’s dream,
the tiles’ seams beneath my feet,
the saucer’s crack, the hard dirt trail,
the lavender air, the stumbling prayer,
the shower’s steam, the empty page,
the scurry of words, the fire of noon,
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