Merge pull request #75: Add "Dreams of an Endless Horizon"

Add "Dreams of an Endless Horizon"

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+title:      Dreams of an Endless Horizon
+date:       2024-02-05 16:06:20 
+author:     Flûteur
+categories: Poetry
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+In the night, I surrender to visions that lurk in the crevices of my restless mind. I find myself whisked away to a place where time no longer holds sway, where reality melds with fantasy in a dance of ethereal shades.
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+There, I roam amidst the cacophony of stars, in a celestial ballet of shimmering light. The moon, a radiant queen, bathes the world in a soft, silvery glow, unveiling secrets whispered by the night.
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+I wander through lush meadows, where flowers bloom in a symphony of colors that defy the limits of human perception. Each petal unfolds like a love letter, carrying the fragrance of hope and possibility.
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+In the depths of the ocean's embrace, I become one with the currents, my body weightless as I glide through the turquoise expanse. Schools of vibrant fish dance around me, their scales reflecting the sun's tender caress. I am a mere spectator in this elemental performance, overwhelmed by its untamed beauty.
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+On the highest peaks, where the air is crisp and pure, I stand in awe of the majesty that surrounds me. Mountains tower above, reaching towards the heavens, their snow-capped peaks glistening like diamonds. As I breathe in the rarefied atmosphere, I am filled with a profound sense of peace and belonging.
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+Through ancient forests, I am led by whispers carried by the wind. The trees, wise and ancient, reveal tales carved on their gnarled trunks. I listen to their stories in hushed reverence, as nature's secrets unfold before me.
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+In this realm of dreams, I am free to wander beyond the boundaries of my ordinary existence. Reality fades, and imagination takes flight, soaring to heights unknown.
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+But as the dawn breaks, my ephemeral escapades dissolve into the insubstantial veil of morning light. I am left with memories, fragments of a world I can only visit in the depths of slumber.
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+Yet, the magic lingers, etched in the recesses of my consciousness, reminding me that within my dreams, lies an endless horizon of wonder and possibility. And so, I close my eyes, awaiting the next nightfall, when my spirit can once again embark on its nocturnal journey.