Sigh...


Sigh...

He exists, but in a dream.
And dreaming, I draw from him
What there is to draw from illusion,
Life, breath, reason, insanity.
I pull close only to find that
I have passed through.
He is afraid of reality
And I must wake.

Shel St Clair

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