Tonight I’ve had a dream that recurs again and again,
It has become my closest friend,
I try to dream of other things,
But it hangs around and hems me in.
I finally have made accommodations with the dream,
Just let me sleep a troubled sleep
And tomorrow I will live for love and peace,
To edit turmoil is no disgrace.
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The Agonies and Ecstasies that daily keep our brains buzzing and hearts compassionate
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