I dream of violence and bodies and darkness galore
and as I hover rapidly to my bed and ashore
I am caught betwixt sweet sleep and that which makes fire
and paralysed, powerless, hallucinate beast or desire
As I start to move the veil to false worlds is torn
I reflect on my dreams, content, as a new day is born
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