Lucid Dreaming TogetherSeparately sleeping but dreaming alike / we’ll drive along the river with a rusty old tandem bike
Swing Time!Visions of a clock with no hands / Dreams of an hourglass without any sand.
Tales From My Lucid SoupRemember that dress I wore for the prom? / It’s bloodied and torn from that suicide bomb! / How could the judge have got it so damn…
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