The following is the basics of what I wrote down in the middle of the night while having my 4th night of significant fevers from the flu:
Last night I escaped from a fever. Within this fever was a dream.
I'd fallen into a new world....it was built entirely with music.
The day started quietly with the sunrise.
As the day unfolded new
textures, colours, feelings
were revealed.
But eventually, the world started to unravel.
There was confusion, chaos.
Disppointment.
Lost beauty.
Simplificaiton.
Nothing left,
But me
Alone.
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