I dreamed that I lived in the sea,
What has now become of me?
It was not the place I thought
I knew in my mind I ought
Just to awaken, to rise
But I could not wipe the sleep from my eyes.
All was dark, all was dreary.
I wearied of swimming, becoming weary,
Sinking far down, far down below.
Of this much, I truly do know,
That this dream was becoming so real
And my nocturnal slumber had lost its zeal.

08/11/2009

Posted on 11/04/2009
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