Bubbling up and becoming a pool of light, 2023.

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In 2023, I had this dream, while my little dog slept a little sleep
soundly next to my foot. 
I was a little part of a little swamp, 
made of green and brown mud, 
bubbling bubbling, spurting hot smelly goo. 
Bubbles and spurts shooting out all over this swamp of grasslands. 
Yes 
there were tall, beautiful, hair-like strands of grass all around my bubbling body.
And before I knew it, there I went, 
bubbles flying up into the air up up up. 
A chasm opened up in my swamp spot, and rather than hot green-brown goo, 
white light began to shoot out everywhere like a hot breath of (b)(r)elief.