Dream Again I Say
Slowly, does the journey to decease
Completely overwhelm my what to do's
Answers not for fear of this release,
What hoping has and if I were to lose,
The gift of sight the aftermath shows
Is eased without suspicion for the dead
Shall see alright and sensing I suppose,
A darkness that is everybodys' bed.
Asleep, and what can better be alive
Be dreaming an eternal depth in bliss,
And nearby seeing light as we arrive
The life before was similar to this.
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