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Sleep/Dream/Night/Birth/Reason/Season

May 20, 2017June 20, 2017

Sleep is the microcosm of

hibernation is

the microcosm of
death a

another voyage through
the world of
dreams a

chance for rebirth
every night with
every

season …

every season
every

life, another

birth …

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