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P. S. Burton
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There will be times of pains and
times of joy. There will be a time
for questioning the passage of life. But
sleep now child and heed my warning for
I am your dream catcher.
Don't fight or steal. Stay moral. And
remember now child the inebriated feeling
you feel now of temporarily satisfaction
will be back to normal now.
Oh wait young child before you sleep
there was once love to make you but
not to keep you. But do not worry
for I'm your dream catcher still.
Oh young child still so silent
lie-ing among the trash of the
valley of ashes with no fear while
the faded eyes stare indifferently.
For you were made in love and will
live in love.
To the child who lives in rest
and to the ones who live in death.
I hope to sing you life. For you are
no longer faded.






 



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