Were it pleasing to others foretell,
A life so simple yet sweet.
No matter if it were,
The day is almost complete.
My choices were made and abide,
None the lesser and many more.
Tonight the dream world,
Shall open its door.
The crumbs that were salvaged,
those inkling thoughts shall awake.
And during the night an new adventure
will the illustrator make.
What are dreams for?
foretell?
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No matter if it were, / The day is almost complete........ The prospect of foretelling business smashed. Fantastic way of representing foretelling fallacy.