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The Sea! The Sea! Of rolling dreams beats on the brightened shore,
And as I look into this rook of dreams I still want more.
I listen for a voice and bring unto my tiny ear,
The shell of crested open wave and this is what I hear:
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From room to room I wander,
of how the walls climb
My heart wakes to rhythm,
a head furling of rime
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How far is the moon?
Its just outside the door
How long is the night?
The same as the one before
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The Sea

The Sea! The Sea! Of rolling dreams beats on the brightened shore,
And as I look into this rook of dreams I still want more.
I listen for a voice and bring unto my tiny ear,
The shell of crested open wave and this is what I hear:
Come in! Come in! From land to dream I wonder if you could.
But as I hear a different voice I ponder if I should,
Indifferent voice of danger lurks into the voided mind,
And though I try and reason with a durst is all I find.
The echo tempts with chores and tips of powering detail,
But as the durst went on and on I readied for a sail.
I listen to the voice of dream, so I abruptly turn and run,
I am! I am! The dreamy child who wants to touch the sun!

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