Sleep's Deception And Reality's Shock

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Sleep’s Deception And Reality’s Shock

In the cup

Of my hands,

I caught

Cool raindrops;

Blowing breath

Into warm palms,

I watered fields of lilies

And quenched thirsting doves:-

An awakening smile

Quickly frowned

At the sound

Of loud, bursting bombs

And wailing screams of children:

The fantasy of peaceful dreams,

The nightmare of warring reality:-

In the cup Of my hands, I caught Cool raindrops; Blowing breath Into warm palms, I watered fields of lilies And quenched thirsting doves:- An awakening smile Quickly frowned At the sound Of loud, bursting bombs And wailing screams of children: The fantasy of peaceful dreams, The nightmare of warring reality:-

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