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[ananda_daydream]

I'm scared to dream
   afraid you won't be there...
as long as I lie awake
   I can be sure of seeing you.....

old stone and grass newly-grown
  a child's innocent eyes run away in play
  fearing to tread where one as she lies dead
      feet light on the ground the other danced upon
      and now sleeps within
but she has no need for ghosts her eyes
dream aloud of things much brighter

I, old soul but eyes yet wide, am alone
  with these ghosts my mind reushes to find
  for my fancy, so long in light's songs
      has turned away, today to shadows