Some dreams stumble, seeing nothing, not even the horizon until it meets vision and together they merge. Dreams are eyes that see stumble, see nothing, see horizons, see vision, even on a blunt path, they open and enter.
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Some dreams stumble, seeing nothing, not even the horizon until it meets vision and together they merge. Dreams are eyes that see stumble, see nothing, see horizons, see vision, even on a blunt path, they open and enter.
Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 
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