At the Harbor

I dream almost every night. Sometimes my dreams include songs or prose, but I usually lose most of the words after waking up. I’ve decided to start writing down any words I remember from my dreams here. This is a piece from a dream I had last month that I typed and saved on my phone. Posting it here now.

When you get lonely,
and life gets boring,
come and find me,
at the harbor,
where the rain always makes it shine,
and we will sail away to those mountains we always wanted to climb.

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