Poems from Dream Dancer

Some nights I lie awake haunted By real truths and hideous lies. I feel misled and thus daunted By things which are kept from my eyes. At...
I feel like rocking Or, rolling No, laying down Sleeping Then waking And staying One lonesome-bound   Dying Rebirthing I feel like a...
Why do I never get bored, you ask?Why do I never get cold?Why is my mind a safe haven for me?Why does my youth never get old?Because I can...

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