Descending From My Dreams
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Mihaela Pirjol
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Descending from my dreams,
You are integrating in the ordinary,
And I, —I have lost the dream...
Was it you, or was it my mind
That created you?
In all your splendour—attaining perfection!
I know, I do not know you: —
Who are you?
Can I meet you again,
To compare you with my vision of you?
The three of us—conversing about Love,
And maybe...even madness...
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