Dreams

Dreams come by night, distinct, often in color. By morning you open your eyes and they fade away. As the day unfolds their story evaporates, but anxiety remains: What message did they bring? Nothing Is Without Future https://amzn.to/2mImFVL 

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Not Alone

I was there, too, but not alone. The universe enveloped me with promises and dreams. One Life Many Lives  https://amzn.to/2oCftqV

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