The sun of the night
illuminates the garden in my dream
I rest in the shadow of a tulip
A butterfly takes me up
showing me the world from above
I fall --- slow motion
The sun of the day
gently tickles my nose
telling me
*Hey, the daisies in the backyard
already raise their heads*
I touch ground
and move at the speed of *This* world
starting the dream of the day
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