#4203 prose poem

Photo: Salisbury Falls, a memorable swim, icy water and beautiful sun.

Sometimes life resembles a dream and other times the dream is more vivid than reality. Sometimes ghosts invite themselves to the table, you dance a little with them before they disappear. Then, you search for the right words to express what has happened, you do not find them, but they end up finding you.

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