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Created on: April 07, 2009 Last Updated: April 13, 2009
My Dreams Stirring
My Dreams Blurring through slightly open eyes.
I See dusk, but not to my surprise.
The forward motion of the night.
Having passed from me in before daylight.
Now the notion I was awake
Occured just before the day of break.
I knew I had been dreaming as before
Now a new day was just beyond the door.
I stayed in bed to visualize the way
Until I had solved all my difficulties away.
What was real about the night and what was not
Here I stayed so I could plan and plot.
Dismayed, baffled and my dreams left behind.
I Dreamed this surreal reality of mine.
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