When
tired boots
give up
walking
When water is too far
for walking
“What dreams may come”
extends beyond
inner monologue
or company
I want to sleep tonight
Dreams are the pillows
of a clean conscience
I wasn’t invited inside
I once
meant something too
At least I hope I echo
on this loud
and crowded Earth
where echos
take turns
for attention
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