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Victims Of The Sleep



When the paradise was being realized
They all were sleeping
When the play mesmerizing & miraculous
Was being acted with faith & fun
They alone were but suffering
The nightmare of their dream
They alone were in futile rage
With themselves and the world

Thursday, October 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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