A dreamer is a stubborn
weed, impossible
to uproot or kill.
Many disappointments
later, she will sprout
tiny tendrils of hope,
latch on to anything
that resembles love
to be her espalier.
In her nature there
are two states -
dream and death.
crossings as in traversals, contradictions, counterpoints of the heart though often not..
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May the dreamer never ceases to dream.
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