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Awoken
When you are awoken in the night,
your thoughts not captured in.
They stroll along the edge of the seam
where reality absorbs the realistic dream.
Pull them back, don't let them wander,
the words of Poe may be mixed with twilights slumber.
Some with tragedy some with wonder.
Do you ever wonder ?
Where the Raven upon The Tempest did truly go.
Do you ever wonder where your wandering might go,
when pulled off the stage of this surrealistic show.
your thoughts not captured in.
They stroll along the edge of the seam
where reality absorbs the realistic dream.
Pull them back, don't let them wander,
the words of Poe may be mixed with twilights slumber.
Some with tragedy some with wonder.
Do you ever wonder ?
Where the Raven upon The Tempest did truly go.
Do you ever wonder where your wandering might go,
when pulled off the stage of this surrealistic show.
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