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Don’t you love how there’s no beginning and no end to dreams?

It’s all Middles.

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Dreams. Sanctioned insanity.

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A rational expectation. This is the scene that replaced LPs and video tapes , but comes back to haunt you with a playback Walkman ear plugs with the high fidelity; then stereo speakers surround sound .

Dreams repeat. I have to laugh.

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Ahhh!! I love a poem that makes me laugh. Just as I love those that me cry. Poetry is an excavation of our unconscious, making us archeologists of our own minds.

It's always fascinating to see what another Poet digs up...

Thanks for the fun, Jonathon.

Best Wishes - Dave :)

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65 T Bird nice 👍 I had a 56 Ford Fairlane convertible T Bird police interceptor engine white with black and white upholstery Can’t remember the dream tho

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