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Dream, Dance, Live, Fly Away

I love this poem written by my friend Rebecah Hall. It is just a little *Thank You * note, for all providers of our daily dreams.
I hope you will enjoy this little page.

Enjoy the poem.

Dream Master

Dream Master

Life, a book of dreams woven upon

the tapestry of the

Dream Master.

Each hurt,



uplifting of the spirit

a leaf,

a blade of grass


trail of cloud.

Our tears compose the

blue of lakes

and hovering darkened


The Dream Master knows what he does

and that life will be remembered

not for what it was

but for what it wasn't.

Rebecah Hall


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