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Dream Time

Snow glow,
delightful flow,
mind shines bright
on feathered pillow.
Dreams dance high
among twinkle lights,
fingers touch silk
caressing the night.
Butterfly wings
dazzle the eye,
little bird sings
the morning cry.
I turn my face
up to the sky,
offering grace
for the dream time.

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