Nate Truman

Dreams - Poem by Nate Truman

I prefer the thick, syrupy clouds of sleep.
Laying back and letting my dreams take over.
There is nothing more beautiful than watching those rules of physics bend and play around with one another in our memories,
While in the background, pigs begin to fly.

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  • (2/5/2013 5:16:00 PM)

    loved it short sweet and happy (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 5, 2013

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