I dreamt of a burning forest.
It told me to have patience.
For it will soon heal.
I dreamt of a dying man.
He told me to have hope.
For I will see him again.
I dreamt of a dying flower.
It told me to have peace.
For it will soon bloom again.
"In the total darkness, poetry is still there, and it is there for you." -Abbas Kiarostami
I dreamt of a burning forest.
It told me to have patience.
For it will soon heal.
I dreamt of a dying man.
He told me to have hope.
For I will see him again.
I dreamt of a dying flower.
It told me to have peace.
For it will soon bloom again.
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