i believe that
these nighttime hallucinations
are
the memories of a lifetime
once lived.
there is proof.
there are seas of faces
which are known to me,
endeared to me,
loved by me
in this strange, strange
world
that i do
not
recognize(or remember)
upon waking,
yet i am not alarmed
at their existences.
there are places i have never seen
that may have never been
that may never be,
yet i call them home.
fragments of lives
i've long forgotten
or lives that have
yet to pass,
coming alive
and dancing
breathing
being
while
i am
asleep.
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