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Another night of crystal dream shards

and piercing, icy memory fragments.

I lie on the doorstep of sleep and serenity

but no such things shall come forth just yet.

Stirring, tossing about in the silky haven of rest;

I shut my eyes and begin to delve into an unknown space.

A fire is lit, and attempts are made to tap the Dreamline.



Pictures leap and dance about,

for all that dwell within are sacred:

cherished by heart and soul, forever protected.

Stowaway for a ride along the Line,

if one should be bold enough to attempt such.

Move forth,

to live with memories until they merge with reality.

A second birth for something so highly regarded.



Once more shall the shards of dreams bond with the fragments of memory.

Once more shall I look upon you with total love and admiration.

Once more, the days shall reign under happiness, until all else is drowned by it.

Once more, I will know the feel of Love's Touch.

Once more, all will be perfect, yet again.