DREAMING IN RHYMES
It has always been the same thing.
The same kind.
For many years now,
I have been dreaming in rhymes
And by morning,
Half of it might have been forgotten.
Like I left them on the pillow.
So what accompanies me in the day are fragments
And by night when I lay my dizzy head
And close my sleepy eyes,
It rushes back like a raging flood
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