Dark Dream

There we sleep

Another ebb deep

The real as real can be

This dreamy, teary, memory



My glances of you

      are but inquisitions

Dream's grotesque

      quality are visions



Missing frames

      of colorful depictions

Foolhardy learnt lessons

      (re-learnt commensurate

               fruitions



Are there for the same

                 reasons.

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