Wading in the Waters

Of amnesia

Wading in the waters of amnesia
Dreams invade my mind during sleep.
Night moves collaborate with collusions.
Somehow my mind disappeared into the deep.

Lost in a land of learning
My dreams are an imprint of my unconscious mind.
Down to the depths of understanding
I am picking up the details left behind.

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