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Dreams Hurt
Night.
 Dreams and imaginings lie in shards around the bed.
 Harmlessly glittering.
 Reflecting weak moonlight.
 If you picked one up and looked at it
 You would be astounded by its beauty.
 But don't
 Get up. Your white, bare feet on the cold floor
 Would be splintered by metaphors
 And stain them crimson.
 Blood-stained dreams.
 
 That's what I love about the outdoors.
 The silence is never silent
 And you share the night with stars.

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