Dreams couldn’t care less
About the company
Of other dreams they keep.
Even the overall
Emotional tenor
Can swing from dream to dream.
In an hour before dawn
A little restlessness
Can yield romance, terror,
General frustration,
The ghosts of your parents,
A world implausibly
At peace in all corners,
Not even a quarrel,
Inside a world at war.
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