Lullaby me to a silent reverie
as the symphony swells and you
paint a shining crest of fortunes you
craft in my memory
I speak to wisps of reality
trickling in dreams unknown,
haunting every thought
with the beauty of productivity
Industrialized thoughts, flowering
tomorrow's fantasy and
boughs of creased hopes, your
original origami seeks release
Attempting to cry, attempting to see
what I hide, what I most ardently seek
Sorrows seep in souls unknown
Fall-away dreams, mysterious gleams
All my memories, peace
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