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- DREAMING
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- Do not ask where I am
drifting,
- All my boundaries are
still shifting.
- Familiar faces start to
change
- Familiar places distort in
range.
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- I keep running trying to
find
- Elusive targets sweet and
kind
- My steps are heavy, I
cannot hurry
- To where I see all others
scurry.
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- The distant laughter I can
hear
- To reach it would soon
quell my fear
- But dangerous rivers must
be crossed
- Through raging waters I am
tossed.
-
- All my struggle not to
drown
- Still strong currents pull
me down
- And in the murky depths I
see
- Another face looking at
me.
-
- Surely I should recognise
- The loving signals in
those eyes
- But I swim away and just
in time
- My head emerges coated in
slime.
-
- Continuing my journey I
well know
- My dishevelled appearance
will surely show.
- All around will be so
clean
- My wretched self should
not be seen.
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- I search for somewhere to
be on my own
- But now I’m not at all
alone
- With crowds of people all
around
- The company I wanted now
I’ve found.
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- I approach the friends
that matter
- Breaking up their mindless
chatter
- But they only look away
- As I wake up at break of
day.
