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leep …in her cocoon</i></p><blockquote id="999b"><p>When I was young, time remained elusive</p></blockquote><blockquote id="5dd5"><p>And I believed in all my dreams</p></blockquote><blockquote id="a75b"><p>With the journey ever changing, asleep</p></blockquote><blockquote id="c931"><p>I remained- until time no longer</p></blockquote><blockquote id="225c"><p>elusive, awakened in reverie…</p></blockquote><blockquote id="24b4"><p>I still believe in all my dreams… Lynn Long</p></blockquote><p id="664c">Be Open says:</p><div id="929d" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/medium-writers-be-open-challenges-you-to-create-be-open-more-about-me-3a39e7aadc6c"> <div> <div> <h2>Medium Writers! Be Open Challenges you to create Be Open (More About Me)!</h2> <div><h3>Readers love you as you are! Submitting your writer’s bio and pinned it is highly recommended.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="backgro

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und-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*-g0I5o0ZUCF2dnH2v8HC0Q.png)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="c948">We proudly present you one of Be Open Golden Stories Created by:</p><p id="3b75"><a href="https://moonchild3143.medium.com">Felishia La-Shae</a></p><div id="505d" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/dont-open-the-small-red-door-c47c1999aaaa"> <div> <div> <h2>Don’t Open the Small Red Door</h2> <div><h3>Part 1 of 3</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*b3YP8zaMI81gkTYrwqMbeQ.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="8dc9"><i>Approved by Be Open’s Editors: <a href="https://medium.com/@shayens">A Shayens Abran</a> & <a href="http://queryrme.medium.com">Robbi K. Mark</a>)</i></p></article></body>

Where Once a Dream Lay Asleep- Now a Memory …Awoke in Time

Wings the color of Honey

I once was a butterfly

My wings the color of honey

I flew with the wind

My world vast

… endless in possibility

And I dreamed

Anew

Alive in wonder

Waking with the dawn

Sleeping to the thunder

Alas, time, also endless

Changed my world within

And I couldn’t know…

I would transform, yet again

The metamorphosis ever painful

The journey brand new

For I was once a butterfly

Asleep …in her cocoon

When I was young, time remained elusive

And I believed in all my dreams

With the journey ever changing, asleep

I remained- until time no longer

elusive, awakened in reverie…

I still believe in all my dreams… Lynn Long

Be Open says:

We proudly present you one of Be Open Golden Stories Created by:

Felishia La-Shae

Approved by Be Open’s Editors: A Shayens Abran & Robbi K. Mark)

Awakening
Butterfly
Poetry
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