Hoping for good dreams

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Finally Sleep Calls
Each Night A New Death
And Life As We Live Awake,
A Martyrdom By The Clock.
We Find Ourselves Here Each Time

Hoping For Good Dreams

And A Better Life
But We Always Remember
Memories Better Than Our

Like Sand Dunes Mounting
Making A Hilltop By An Ocean
Of Thought

Memories Make Better Lives
Than Dreams
Standing By For A Poor Imagination
And A Little Extension Of An Excuse
In Still,

Hoping For Good Dreams