Last night I dreamed of falling Down a wishing well. No one could hear me calling From where I fell. And from above the ground I could faintly hear The world and all her sounds Songs, vows, playgrounds, tears. I fell in a wishing well Now the damage is done And who, who have I become? Not even angels saw me From tall starry skies. And then a searchlight shone upon me Bright in my eyes.
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