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On the cusp of sleep the deer recounts the fondest memories of his dreams in hopes they will return. As a deer though loss and time are very blurry subjects.

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I was a stripe of white paint
poured heavy and slow
like honey from the bear's skull.
I stretched in the sun
in the shadows on the ground.
When the whip cracked I was little to none.

I was asleep when the house caught fire
curtains ablaze
blanked shield me from the light.

I don't want to wake up again

I heard a voice on a record today
that said that,
"Dreams only last 'til they come true."
I thought about her
and I knew that was truth.
I knelt down to pray all my lucky-stars would fall
and I vowed to step so light that I never leave a trace.
As the clock-hands searched around for it's face
I lost track of all time and space
in the desperation of simple hours.

I'll sleep through this housefire as it burns into buildings
then the city and the entire nation can cyclone around me
because I don't want to wake up again.
I don't want to pretend I'm friends
with anyone, ever again!
Oh blanket! Shield me from the light!

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Ian Miles Spokane

Ian Miles is an independent singer-songwriter based out of Spokane, WA.
His Music has been described and "a little cool and a little weird – in a good way" and "very story-telling".
Sometimes mellow and bittersweet; a songbird at your window sill and at other times a thunderous full-throated roar of emotive stomping and hollering like a wild preacher of the end-times!
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