off to dreamland
the time has come
what’s done is done
no thoughts can change
or rearrange the facts
i sigh into this sleepless night
my mind says “give up the fight”
my heart is not so sure
if none of this is real
what is this that i feel?
my ego goads me on
if i close my eyes
will the the answer lie
in dreamland ?
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