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Since every idea begins and ends in a dream,
And each poem begins with no introduction,
As you look for a title or a mother in vain,
This is a dream. Forgetting in a dream is real,
Even though you never knew their name,
And the embarrassment was unwarranted.
A dream is embarrassed for you,
So you’re embarrassed, and the embarrassment is real.
Your dream has only your dream to tell you how to feel.
Your life is religion, talking to itself in poems.
Your pride in science is a joke.
I refused the landscape; I wasn’t aware of the smoke
Until “green” appeared in a dream, and somebody spoke.
It was a nursery rhyme the whole time, it was, which filled your lung,
The experiment experienced sung.
