The poem
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All of life is a dream Dreams within dreams feign reality Loneliness is reality Hurting is reality All else is dreams within dreams within dreams All else is a fleeting flash of light In a fathomless dark chasm
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I serve a sentence without end For a crime without reason I follow the night in chains Wherever it may lead Treading through pools of blood Raging rivers of tears to forefend
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I am led further and further away From the beguiling hope of love, From the sustaining flashes of light As I turn back, all is black And though my eyes can still see, I am as blind as can be Never, ever to return
Submitted by David Nickerson
