
On my pillow . . .
 
 I had a dream last night
 it was about flowers
 
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 were heating up 
 my dream and 
 the flowers was 
 embracing me 
with a heavenly 
 nights sleep
 
 I wasn’t 
counting sheeps
 oh no, I was 
picking flowers
 in my own . . .
special dream
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2008-03-30 at 10:43
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