Only Half Awake

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Some dreams, I cannot tell
If they are dreams or if they're real.

I emerged, from sleep to life,
alone, awaking out of fright.
(Afraid of what, I couldn't say)
Dazed in suddenness I lay.

I still seemed to be nestled
cozy into a dream unsettled

Imagination wouldn't recall
what had happened at all.
I was so close to remembering
the pageant of my slumbering;

I thought conscious I'd returned,
but truly I could not discern.

Reality is but a ghost
that means to trick a girl the most,
haunting shy in every corner
but never giving hint of horror.





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