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Wordspill: Childhood Dreams
She was telling me a story, a sotry about a dream. I hear her talking about how shes screaming as her father carries her to another room. She says that in her dream, it wasnt her, meaning that she wasnt in her own body when it was happening. She didnt explain; I dont really think she needed to, though now I kind of wonder. She tells me that the dream comes in flashes of clear images. Shes not in a body but shes just floating in the air, being nothing, really. Shes just a ghost, watching herself with her father. She hears screams, she tells me, more horrendou
MisgrowthWalls grew between you and me
and stand where walls should not be.
In early days long ago,
we simply let the truth flow
between us and just fly free.
I trust you; you trusted me.
I tell you, I am sorry,
but you lost faith, and don't know.
between us and you can't see
my side of this long story.
I still try to show you, though.
I truly am not your foe.
War, this does not have to be.
Still, walls grew.
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