Doesn't dreaming prove the soul
Leads a strange double life
In which the things unnoticed here
Seem magnified out of all proportion
And given a whole new credibility
Until the soul dissolves in riddles
And the reality of another world
Clearly more alive than this one
Something surprising about our true
Character seeps through each night
Something we keep trying to remember
Or struggle to forget
When we return shaken or amused
To another ordinary morning
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