Sweet Dream - Poem by Guindo Mamadou
When the night fills up all the tiniest corners of the land.
And the indolent and shaky shadows move in
Way way up in the sky
The shining contest starts among the stars.
Down there in the sleepy yet active mind,
the movie starts.
The heart hurts so bad it bursts open
And love floods the room.
Somebody looking just like me
At the bottom of the colorless ocean
is lying like an old sunken boat.
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