In Dreams: 47
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In dreams, I can perceive vast broken fields;
Filled with rocks and stones, rusted autumn leaves
And the pale spectres of loved ones long gone.
Behind their frozen masks, sad are their songs.
In dreams, I can perceive realms of darkness
That are always hidden from the restless,
Yet dull eyes of complacent worlds. I sense
Murmurings of suffering innocence.
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