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In a Kind of Dream I Had
In a kind of dream I had even though I was awake; Doom was looming in the air with every step I take. There with-in a building a festival began; What no one seemed to notice was the genocide of man. Over in the corner revenge appeared as cause; while fear loomed in the shadows permeating pause. Anger stood before me yelling"now ain't this all a mess;" Deception laughed incessantly and said "don't worry you are blessed". People were all waiting to find a place to stand; As the captain of illusion dealt a crocked hand. All about the room delusion was for sale; With objects that would block the light or a substance you inhaled. The merchant with His entourage sat there dealing flesh; Claiming that the goods He had were guaranteed as fresh. All about the room He showed His pretty things; What no on seemed to notice, on their bodies there were strings. I tell you it was crazy the things that I did see; I couldn't tell you what it was and I doubt that you'd agree. Mean while I am standing here wondering where to go; But consistency is just a place, I'm not sure that I know Was this dream reality; Was this a dream at all? What is this term normality; A number we can't call?
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