Literature Quotes:
"I dream of you, to wake: would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on; Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone, As, Summer ended, Summer birds take flight."	Monna Innominata by Christina Rossetti
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sometimes high, sometimes low
but never quite right, the distortion ripples
and grows

I could never keep up with you

the mirror on my wall was never whole
my shattered finger bleeds
a thousand possible souls

I could never keep up with myself