Last night I dreamed
a child and I were sent
to retrieve a frozen statue.
I saw a tsunami coming our way -
a mighty grey wave - I stood a chance,
with a rail to hold on tight to -
the boy, I knew, would be gone -
I held and waited, waited and held -
the wave just melted away
into air and the usual sway of the sea -
leaving us unharmed, the boy and me.
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