I spend my days
Daydreaming,
And all my
nights
Nightdreaming.
And in the moments
I can catch
Between the dreams,
I try
to imagine a life
Beyond
The land of
Shadows.
Is there such land?
Is there
such life?
I hear its call,
I hear its shape,
And I can hear its
Colour.
And
smell the promise of
Its truth.
But I cannot, for the life of me,
Wake up.
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