Into the dream I've wandered
But in the dream you're lost
It is accepting the dream state
Defining the vast lostness
Or gaining such familiarity
To know your way,
Because the dream is lucid
Although surreal,
Gaining a grasp of the landscape
Or letting it direct your path,
To find power in a dream
Is to find the road with the succubus
To have it direct you
Is to become a succubus of the nocturnal,
WW, G, or W alter the path
A path perhaps unknown
Perhaps unanticipated
Perhaps full of red ambiguousness,
Always wander into the dream
The dream is sanctified reality
Reality is full perception of the dream
Rest heavy, full of opportunity.
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