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About This Poem
IN TIME OF NEED
In time of need,
I am the sleepwalker
of imaginative dreams;
searching everywhere,
and not finding you anywhere.
And walking I sense
a shadow following
without the sound of footsteps...
I look back and nothing is moving;
and if imagination persists:
I'll kicks rocks instead of shedding tears
in time of need!
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