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To Walk A Dream Again
A silky mist of fantasy
A wispy cloud that held the truth
Then all the dream she never spoke
The swirling mist that flit her mind
She wrote to him reality
A Lady and a Knight they were
But gardens they would nightly share
A mother's death, a birthing grief
In starkness of reality
Insanity of need and fear,
Outside the dream, a question shy,
What friendship will in desert grow
So now there is no fantasy
Though one day she may walk again RAC February, 8, 2000
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