On Killing Dreams
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Sandra Feldman
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Sometimes I feel as if,
I have birds in my head,
Fluttering around, fluttering around
And I can't go ahead, unless
I write their flutters, down.
But please don't tell anyone!
For they may come around
And take me to a place,
Where all dreams are drowned.
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