When I wake I put my dreams in a box under the bed. A cardboard box that once held new shoes. I saved the tissue for the more delicate dreams. The dreams that you comb from hair after a cold shower on a fall day when the frost is on the lawn.
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When I wake I put my dreams in a box under the bed. A cardboard box that once held new shoes. I saved the tissue for the more delicate dreams. The dreams that you comb from hair after a cold shower on a fall day when the frost is on the lawn.