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A short poem about the effects of a dreamcatcher. |
| 100 dreams woven into its strings, protection it's intention. Protection from the shadows of the night, it provides an eternal light from dawn to dusk. Captive beads and seashells decorate its crafted face, feathers guide promise to the sleeping. The dream-catcher, the children's saviour. The Art that dulls erratic behaviour. |