Dreamland Follies.
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Sandra Feldman
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I think of things
I cannot have,
And lonely sing
In verse,
My dreams.
Yet,
I sadly know
That such illusions
Reality, cannot
Truly chase,
Nor bring about
Their sudden grace,
Dreams remain
Dreams
Like, Phantoms
That you can't
Embrace...
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