In Dreams

In dreams sometimes I replay my past edited in ways that change it so that it may be only only close to my actual history.

There are also dreams of matters that must have happened to me when I was someone elseand the replay baffles meand sometimes amazes me.

I pay more attention to my dreams than I use tofor they connect me to a  familiar past and also to a past that may not be mine and yet I own it somehow in the revelations that I explore at night and play back when I awaken with wondering and and with awe.
I feel that I am more than I am and that I will continue to be that even when I am gone.

There are also dreams of matters that must have happened to mewhen I was someone elseand the replay baffles me and sometimes amazes me.

I pay more attention to my dreams than I use tofor they connect me to a  familiar pastand also to a past that may not be mine and yet I own it somehow in the revelations that I explore at nightand play back when I awakenwith wondering and and with awe.

I feel that I am more than I am and that I will continue to be thateven when I am gone.

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