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The king of dreams is on my mind. Again, as in these past weeks. Technically, he came by before I started on the Sandman, but I’ve found out he one of likes what Neil Gaiman did. ‘He’s gone quite far, that one, ‘he said, ‘And I am grateful ‘. He seems sad at times, pensiveContinue reading “Morpheus”

You were mine/ Calliope

You were mine once. Long time ago, when the world was young, foolish and full of hope. Between the sky and the sea, between night and day.My muse, the daughter of Zeus, my muse,with eyes like forests or the deep water,  do you remember me? Shy, quiet, pensive you were,And you would listenWhen I toldContinue reading “You were mine/ Calliope”