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Poetry By: moonphish

give in

Submitted:Dec 5, 2012    Reads: 364    Comments: 42    Likes: 24   

when sleep unfolds in all of us

and eyelids slowly glide
there is no map into this nap
and no one there to guide
the land's of strange topography
mysterious in lines
the inner world that gets unfurled
is not of your designs
the tapestry's unraveling
you quickly lose the thread
as you've discerned the lesson, learned
it changes in your head
when you're upon this merry path
no patterns can you heed
your mental trials are cryptic files
that tell you what you need
your body may be fast asleep
but fast awake, your mind
and as you run into the sun
your shadow's left behind
you're just an actor on a stage
reality's divorced
so just dive in and take a spin
for dreams cannot be forced


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