I dreamt of a home
Home by the sea
Surrounded by squeaking seagulls
And the warmth of the coral
I dreamt of a white sheet
Covering my eyes
As a hand leads me through the shore
Mumbling words and sonnets
I dreamt of a summer
A cold watermelon
Picnic baskets, and white sands
And a human in a perfect frame.
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