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Truly a wonder this place we see
When closing our eyes to search inside.
Dreams undreamt overtaking us,
Memories forsaken fall into stride.

A time to cry, a time to sigh
Of dreams undreamt we lust in wait.
Should we have a time of rue
Of memories forlorn we would partake.

Beauties and demons walk hand in hand,
Loving and tearing at what we know,
Or hide in terror in some dark space
Awaiting their chance from which to grow.

Controlling their visions a futile quest.
Knowing and showing to be their game
Of enlightened thoughts that surely come
From somewhere deep, in flickering flame.

Words of wisdom randomly float
Always in motion, often too quick
To grasp and absorb as we might wish
In our heads much too thick

Wondering where this deep place lies,
Surely within it should be found.
Chances they will lead us there
Never unfold, they keep it bound.

Should they deem to fill our plate
Devour quickly before too late.