Last night I had a beautiful delusion

I dreamt I was someone else

The person I had always aspired to be

beauteous and kind

an artist and poetess

curator of all things lovely

I was brave and smart

a fierce contender

against the evils of this world

I was loved and loving

beyond all measure

but best of all I was yours

Then  came the dawning of the day

I awoke from this resplendent trance

into the nightmare of just being me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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