12.

At my subconscious landscapes’ mercy
Opened to the inner life by sleep
Let voices usher me in
I am here to receive
Nightmares scare me still
Dreams tell me I’ve
always been
free to
be
be brave
And see what
Comes in the walk
The road bleak unseen
Walk and it will appear
You’ll know you are welcome here
Step by step, inch by inch you’ll find
Your life in your goosebumps and your mind

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