Vivid feeling trespassing out from old, but still new dreams...
It's old, because they belong to a dream, new because they never were there up until now.
One night becomes a few, though this is not the first.
Often the same dream each time - in different ways, but always the same.
Nostalgia?
What are they there for, dreams? Do we dream to regain hope?
But dreams are, and remain dreams. Its not reality - least of all in this case.
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