Through glass moonlight seeps
Cyan blue the sky's a trace
Between dreams, I drift
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Kaz (
Online) - Published: February 2nd, 2026 11:11
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Through glass moonlight seeps
Cyan blue the sky's a trace
Between dreams, I drift
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Comments1
Drifting between dreams is most transitional place to be. A good write
Thank you so much ❤️
Most welcome
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