I slept.
Had a vivid dream
in which
I made a little boat.
Working
crisp white paper sheets
folded
my hands, I crafted
from scratch
no plans - I started
to make
this boat I would sail
across
tranquil waters - so
I launched
with great hope - I wished
passage
'cross boundless oceans
deep - through
vast seas - dangerous
tossed - yet
I, warm - safe inside
sailing
me on - homeward bound
into
strong - the harbours walls
moored, snug
safe - in time to wake
once more
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