And I’m ready for bed,
What will I dream?
What will go through my head?
Will it be real where I re-live my life?
Or dreamscape? Where reading is done with a knife.
Penetrating my day with artistic illusion
A dream comes, clarifies, practises allusion.
By Caroline Whalley
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