Just a Thought

I have dreamed of that song, of the strange words to that simple rhyme-song, and on several occasions I have understood what she was saying, in my dreams. In those dreams I spoke that language too, the first language, and I had dominion of the nature of all that was real. In my dream it was the tongue of what is, and anything spoken in it becomes real, because nothing said in that language can be a lie.
—Neil Gaiman/The Ocean At The End Of The Lane

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