
Dreaming While Awake
I cannot sleep
I cannot slumber
Life’s a dream,
It is a wonder
I adore
possibility, spontaneity too
the stars aren’t in order,
but still beautiful
How bizarre
It’s never boring
Living in a world
So extraordinary
I can sleep
The world is quiet
I’m fast asleep dreaming,
Until another tomorrow
This poem is about:
Our world
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