even though
day came
everything was
still dark
even though
my mind
was clear
I still
woke confused
even though
my thoughts
were fair
I still
spoke bemused
even though
my words
were caring
I still 
appeared untrue
even though
my heart
remains broken
my soul
still seems
relatively whole
even though
my being
lives here
even though
life's actively
somehow incubated
strife's elevation
still seems
relatively unreal
we all
have revelation
we all
have dreams
even though
life seems
relatively awkward
we all 
have nightmares
what ever
is life
without dreams
even though
all our
nightmare strife
relegates forward
what seems
somehow contrite
we are
forever sightless
without light
what seems
forever lost
we become
our flightless
nightmare dreams
a lifelong
brutal cost

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