Insomniac's
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James McLain
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The stars are bright
the moon behind her
friend to me seems
empty but it's always full
and empty space has friends
that only one, such I can know.
Awake you are asleep
and I am deep inside your dreams
The mirror never lies
my hands are right behind
your head.
I see your face beneath the sheets
the river is not mine.
The comet that I ride it has no tale
that I can climb.
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