© By Chichi Alintah
Nothing can be taken if not given The dream, his spot of communication Leaving the place of reality out of action If of now I sleep And then you skip Time won't postpone For you to be prone If afraid of the physical How can you face ethical When the truth is inside Just always has been beside A statement you said A question I asked Unsure you answered To leave me undecided Oh! It's you that I pity Seeing you as a putty Well, nothing I can do To help you undo In your hands to make right Before it will be out of light I can not do more than writing If in the dream you're not listening.
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