I dream I'm walking through a hot valley, dry, but I feel something moving me along towards the west and I'm loving just the way it is. I crest a hill and another and yet another and at the peek, spreading out before me, a vast sea and I rest, watching pelicans like a string of pearls sail north across a rock peninsula. I see movement out there, I feel it, something drawing me closer, something I have known all along but somehow have kept hidden even from myself. And I come near, and she turns and smiles. And I smile back, knowing something silent, beautiful.
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I dream I'm walking through a hot valley, dry, but I feel something moving me along towards the west and I'm loving just the way it is. I crest a hill and another and yet another and at the peek, spreading out before me, a vast sea and I rest, watching pelicans like a string of pearls sail north across a rock peninsula. I see movement out there, I feel it, something drawing me closer, something I have known all along but somehow have kept hidden even from myself. And I come near, and she turns and smiles. And I smile back, knowing something silent, beautiful.