I Live In The Twentieth Century
I live in the Twentieth Century
and you lie here beside me.
You
were unhappy when you fell asleep.
There was nothing I could do about
it.
I felt hopeless.
Your face
is so beautiful that I cannot stop
to describe it, and there's nothing
I can do to make you happy while
you sleep.
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Richard Brautigan
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