No Dream Is Irrelevant Poem by Andrew Sean H

No dream is irrelevant
They are the shadow of the minds tide
Flooding color that takes shape
In the form of thoughtful language
Ebbing in the form of
What is wished to be held onto
From the firing of affirmations unconfirmed
Of which there is no seclusion

Sleep is necessary this way
To rest realized
To then wake realizing mostly what is wished for
Or wished not to be covered up
By each our differentiating realities discrepancies

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