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As If
As if the sun had never risen,
Upon this land so bleak,
My eyes, once opened, saw the darkness,
Then closed again, to dwell in sleep,
As if the morning had never woken,
And left me in my bed,
The tired thought of leaving here,
Makes nightmares in my head,
And as if I couldn’t dream of anything,
Anything else but dreams,
I’d carry on to slumber here,
Knowing not all is what it seems.
if only we could live every moment is that peaceful dreamland. this peace was nice. a subtle, soft tone that reflected a longing desire. i'm impressed.
MR