Sunday, December 16, 2007

In the morning I woke up

In the morning I woke up

to a dream bringing me back decades and miles

of a life I might have led

of the secret desire to be one of them

To be the exceptional of the exceptional

To be the mean of the norm

To face the figures I once admired

To have set my feet on a different track

Facing my dream I looked around

A path I have chosen

All that is around

Then I got out to see the world

The beautiful people

The peaceful cat

The happy crowd

The shining street in the dark

So I looked back at my dream

Shall I have traversed an alternative path

All wonderful I see

Might be the dream

In the morning I woke up

(or a dream I have no ability to form...)

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