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Jul 2010
I slept with Mr. Worry last night,

I left him still embraced by Slumber.

And this morning I will have

Our dear Mother Nature for breakfast.

I will step out and bathe under the gaze of King Sunlight

While I sing a lullaby of sister Dream I remember.

I call for Lady Luck and beckon more of her friend Love,

They’ve been gone too long, they never last.

I will dig for my forgotten crown

And wrap myself around the arms of Kindness.

I will keep your grandfather Secret as long as I can,

But I will have my baby Visions bleed out of pen.

Tonight, I do not want Father Lust around,

Nor do I plan to bed Brother Sadness.

I only long to kiss my lover Memory’s hand

Because underneath, Mistress Nightmare is dead and forgotten.
Ronald Ryan Carrasca
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