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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
…But dreaming, like play, suspends us in time, and maybe here we touch something common with childhood, the magic of opening categories and questions, bits from you, or me, or somewhere else. And maybe you never find out, maybe no one knows. Maybe it’s all a dream. These are pieces of dreams, things said, heard, and perhaps misremembered from a space that’s not quite one thing. How could it ever be?
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
…But dreaming, like play, suspends us in time, and maybe here we touch something common with childhood, the magic of opening categories and questions, bits from you, or me, or somewhere else. And maybe you never find out, maybe no one knows. Maybe it’s all a dream. These are pieces of dreams, things said, heard, and perhaps misremembered from a space that’s not quite one thing. How could it ever be?