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Daily Poem #4: The Lakeside Cafe

Walking through a busy mall
Unrecognizable forms of Deja Vu
Technology
People
Leaving the obnoxious crowd
Stumbling down a long dock
Reaching the lakeside cafe
A blue floral design
Colors; a blur
Shapes; a blur
Staggering somewhere between light and dark
Returning to reality

-Trevor:)

I used the NaPoWriMo.net prompt for today, about a dream. This was a hard one, since most of my dreams are crazy random and wouldn't fit in any form of poetry (ha!). If this one seems strange and mysterious to you, don't worry, I don't understand it either. However your brain perceives it is probably pretty accurate.

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