Flowers
Tread Softly
Tread thy chosen path softly
For here doth sleeping dragons lie
Creating the dreams for all of mankind
Thus if you wake them, thou dreams may'st die

Hesitate not though, fellow traveller
And keep thou stride true
For though the dragons doth sleep for eternity
They borrow their awareness from you.

Andrea Baldwin (1997)

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