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I fell into a dream
And awoke in it
And I have been
In the dream since.
The world is mine
The rivers and the mountains
And the sentient trees;
The fishes, birds and animals
Talk to each other
And sometimes to me.
My magic,
My reality.
I make up the people
And the places
Create and recreate
Events and destinies
Their love, their
passion,
Death, afterlife,
All chaos and confusion.
Don’t ask me
If I have a life
I have several.
I am one with the dream now
To extricate myself
Is a choice
I abdicate.