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Dreams

September 8, 2015
By ValarieCoop BRONZE, Parker, Colorado
ValarieCoop BRONZE, Parker, Colorado
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And the dreams, they enter my mind like a wisp of smoke blown into the air by the skeleton trees. The air is thick with mystery and darkness. The moon is hiding away under a blanket of black and the stars are covered by puffy dark clouds. The wolves, they howl and the trees, thy shiver unaware of the dreams produced by their bare limbs and that wisp of smoke that started it all....



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