I took a trip to Slumberland,
as it could've only been a dream.
I dreamt I saw a lover there
and he, my pain redeemed.
I lived in short-term rapture
I felt I'd found my place.
I felt the flawlessness of his touch
and every hurt erased.
And while I was in Slumberland
my wildest dreams came true.
I thirsted for much more of it,
of oxygen in lieu.
But, one night, I had reached out
and I meant to stroke his hair.
But when I did this, I awoke...
and there was nothing there.
I then looked up into the sky
my dying heart beat now its last..
"Why, O God, just...why," I cried
"Why to me, this stone did you cast?"
At that moment, the
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