Are we the dreams of dreamers
Or the dreamers of dreams?
Great creators of life--and death
The great duality, a curse or perfection?
It's all perception
We are wave crashers
With our eyes
We see but we're unaware
Discarnate, we look down upon our lives
Like children
Our painful moments marked by Reese's cups
A lifetime spread out like candy on the soft blankety cosmos
Have we truly loved?
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