different dreams he said
as he wandered into the night
different dreams
as if asleep inside a tree
different
like an axe chopping the waves in two
different
like Hannibal changing course and heading for Largs
different dreams cannot change
the reality that life is but a dream
reality cannot change
the dream that we are but nomads
on a desert floor
like the salt removed from the sea
we dream of different paths
not knowing we have already arrived
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