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Lost Man's Dream

I lay back and hear the stream
Then sink into a lost man's dream
My demons guide me down to Hell
Another wayward soul to sell

But I waken to the stellar light
A certain glint, despite the night
Yet I am not thus truly blessed
This soul tainted, so far from rest

Much sanity is left behind
My face frozen, but deeply lined
Yet I still hear the water's flow
And long for peace, that inmost glow.
Written by crowfly
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