Dreaming
DREAMING
When I was walking down the hall I felt a pain that hurt me
poignantly but it was not really there
When I was walking up the stairs I met a man who was not there
and he was not there again to day- oh how I wish he'd fade away!
When I was at the table alone I spoke with a lady who was dressed
in grass and cotton but she was not there and maybe I was not either
There just is not a way to know when we are dreaming is there?
Nevertheless dreams do come true some times
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