Dream(Truth About)
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I know, Life is not a dream
But dream crochet
That fills the wonderful world
Within the heart and mind,
Wrapped with silk and blue
To table the thought with hue
Dream sails like clouds and rain
Dream fills the pot to drain
Dream may be a tide and ebb
Dream a zephyr, a calm breeze
Dream a device, in summer that freeze
In fact above all but dream: a fish in a jar
Jar broken, there’s dead fish
‘Dream always dies with life”
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