We console ourselves when there is not more chocolate
With dreams
And see the truth
Only in the ways art can tell us
About the misplaced world
In which we live
I do not understand this dream
But only feel it.
Thursday, 17 February 2011 14:18
Credo
Written by Burton Beerman
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Poetry
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