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just a dream









our dreams
are another world, 
do we ever really rest? 
i mean,
i guess we do, 
i wake up with zest...
(most of the time)
how about you?
i've met people in dreamland 
i would be honored to know 
in this waking life,
lost & not forgottens too.
was it you i met? 
or you? 
seemed familiar...
thought i knew you 
from somewhere,
maybe from before?
or was it—
just a dream?

maybe 
we'll never know
the reality 
behind the scenes.


ah, sweet reverie
the wondering if's 
& could be's
come sunrise








© April 11, 2025 | baccusbee 




(Words mine. Image created with starryai (Artepiece) a collaborative process called synthography. Thanks for reading.)




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