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My Dreams
My Dreams
They seam
Like Deja Vu
The more
They come
They leave
Me blue
The more
I yearn
For deeper sleep
The more
They come
The realer still
A world
So real
A deeper hue
Each night
With the closing
Of each eye
I turn the table
Role the die
The world
Where I land
Though strange
Is not new
Tanzen Lilly May 3rd 2013
They seam
Like Deja Vu
The more
They come
They leave
Me blue
The more
I yearn
For deeper sleep
The more
They come
The realer still
A world
So real
A deeper hue
Each night
With the closing
Of each eye
I turn the table
Role the die
The world
Where I land
Though strange
Is not new
Tanzen Lilly May 3rd 2013
Published 4th May 2013
| Edited 24th Jan 2014
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7th May 2013 5:03pm
After four sleepless nights, I would be a basket case. Very unique and interesting poem. I really like it.
