strange days
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A couple of strange days
Dreaming of beagles and dachshunds chasing a shadow.
Being held in darkness hearing a small stream of waterOscillating black and whiteClose but not closeAll these counter points
Daisy flower fields
People I thought I knew but I didn’tMemories I love, but sometimes hurting too muchPersons I trusted, they didn’t hear me or I didn’t hear them clearly?
The weakness of our conventional knowledge
The road with barking dogs and shadows and water and daisy flowers - where does it lead?Is this an even road to follow?