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She dreamed, her visions, vivid, true
Lost in moments, oft misconstrued
Painting, she welcomed her own world
The images danced, as colors swirled
She knew not what she would dream next
Which always left her quite perplexed
No, it didn’t matter, she minded herself
Wistfully, they gathered dust on the shelf
Her visions, of days, now gone awry
She still continued, though not knowing why
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 