I had a dream last night that I discovered a poem tucked away in a fire alarm. This poem was from the 1800's by a woman called Claire Dunn. I decided I needed to find out more about this Claire Dunn and so I found out where she used to live, an overgrown cottage in the English countryside where I found more of her poems stuffed behind a loose stone in the wall.
I have no idea why a poem of that age would be undiscovered in a fire alarm but it was. Dream me has no sense of historical accuracy.
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