Stowing for dreams

Stow away stow away

The river is brimming with

Fluidity of change

The light breezy mirror waters

Of a soft lighted greenish medow

Can become a black ocean

Of sky large dark hands.
Stow away in

The darks of ocean

In the mystery below mirrors

Where nothing but dreams can touch them

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