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Dec 2011
At times I live in Dreams,

when Reality is the Nightmare

from which I would run screaming,

if I were but to open my eyes.

For unlike Dreams,

which, at times, mind & will can alter...

Reality continues stubbornly to BE

against all wishes to the contrary...

Dreams crumble in its face

and I awake in tears.
Christine
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