I dont know who you are
I know not if you exist
You come over me like sleep
overcoming me taking me in
you are fickle you are tender
you are tender like a froth
and frothy you are like a dream
when you come, I can see, I can hear
you can listen even my whisper
and when you go I can’t but scream
I often wonder why live with you
when you are just a fuzzy dream
having dreamt a dream so beautiful
how but one can see the reality

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