I heard a red heartbeat
It nailed my dream together
Tear open
The mouth is full of stones
Hang on my head
A bit heavy
Some people are adding stones
Some dreams are throwing stones
Some stones tell me
People with flowers don’t need deities
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That is bringing to the surface in literary terms in your poem, the dreams I have had many times too.
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We all have a common dream!
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Very well. Thanks.
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you’re welcome
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