A Poem (38)

Dreams
you want them
to become true.
Except for nightmares.
They
keep you up at night.
Make you scared
of going back to sleep.
Kind of like life,
bad things
make you afraid
even if only
good things
can happen.
There is always
that slight chance.
What overweighs?

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