Brazen thoughts
Fill my mind
Even as I look
Out into the day.
Fragments of dreams
Long forgotten
Faces that remind one
Of much left behind.
Memories of yesterday
Bound in sheets
Of coloured paper
Scented with joy.
Drugged sleep it was
Closed to the world
And its harsh truths
A sweet bliss.
But alas it’s time
My eyes open
Only to be shocked
I beg to go back
To the time when
I knew not
The difference between
Dreams and reality.
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