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Poetry
Dreamer
A secret world inside my head
Of interwoven thoughts,
My hidden desires realised,
In the darkness of the night...
Beyond interpretation,
They blur and become one,
Nonsensical, illogical,
Yet filled with deep meaning.
I wake with hazy memories,
Of the dreams I left behind,
And wonder how much truth they hold,
Of the confusion in my mind. |