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My Dreams have Died
I once thought that dreams were magical
and my mind could travel anywhere
but today the body refused my dream
I saw it happen
yes,
dreams turn to dust
we all know that
but sand is more than a futility
a false prophet
it is wrong to dream in a blackened night
where song and words are forever yours
we have always sung these songs
and always will
the same melody
and the dreams were made
to break
the strings of your instrument
dream your dreams
alone
for a while
they are for all of us
and the time for dreaming
is time
to never have existed at all
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Teddy Bear
Charity Bear knows what I’ve given
the hardwood floor
another’s time
she loved her charity bear
for real
where one is stuffed
and stitched
with red ribbon and glazed eyes
walk
charity bear
take a life for someone
take a life for me
carry those stitches to somewhere
beyond the guesswork
My Days
the rain and my window
like to have arguments
the rain is a clever fellow
and uses the wind for reasoning
yet, I am always at a loss
because I can never hear
what they are saying
outside
out there
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