I am a Dream that learned that it was human
That I ache, get sick and bleed
And I have to struggle to survive in this place
But it cannot give me what I need
I want to return to the land of Dreaming
Full of hope and color and creative light
I feel the distant echo in my keening
Or when I hold myself together at night
I get lost sometimes in crowds and quiet
The concrete sea of humanity in which I roam
In dull blinking lights we tick by life
I'm in this place, but it's not my home
I return in slumber to familiar floating
From place to place, adventure to adventure
And with screaming day I lay here clinging
With tear streaked face that I can't sleep forever
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