Dream: A Poem

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Dream

By Talin Mari

Sitting in my chair, wondering where you are,

Pondering in my chair, when will you be back?

My eyes feel heavy, I sink deep into the cushion,

My hands fall listlessly to my thighs, helpless.

I fight to stay awake, the night has not yet come,

I try to lift my eyelids, but the night has now won.

Dreaming.

Why did you leave?

Dreaming.

Where did you go?

Dreaming.

Was it all a dream?

Dreaming the dreams,

Feeling the dreams,

Hearing the dreams,

Opening my eyes,

Realizing it’s you,

Leaving no more.

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