So alien the shadowlands

Where night by night I stray

Unknowingly I wander there,

Forgetful of the day


So strange as well and hard to tell

The stories that unfold

Remarkable to contemplate,

Ridiculous as told


Familiar though, the faces seem

That populate my night

All friends or others whom I know,

Yet different in  my dreamish sight


But more peculiar still in dreams

Than what occurs or what I see

Is that the dreaming subject seems

To be someone that’s not quite me




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