O I have dreamed so long and hard,
That my two eyes have ridden forward without me,
Now they see only what dreams may come,
And do not know what happens now.

And I, I cannot see through them,
Only the backs of them, and the lenses in the distance;
They are laughing. I am left behind.

I do not mind.

<<agé chose>>

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