i watch rain
race from sky
only to
hit
same concrete
wall as i,
as psyche
splits..
into fragments of dead
dreams i tumble
from throne
on high,
to wake a blink
before fatal
impact of
the hit.
..into new dream, raining from same dark sky.
Hazy Dreamer
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