Here now the time has come to say good bye.
It came to me the way the night arrives.
O let the dusk remain like a long sigh.
Alas but now in darkness my dream dies.
No breath or life does dream have of its own,
but life it has within the dreamer's lungs.
So when a dream its final breath has blown,
the dreamer feels like final song has sung.
Good bye my dream I know you were not meant
to live beyond the constraints of my mind.
Imagination now forever sent...
I leave you now on trail I've left behind.
Eulogy now spoke the deed is done,
I lift my eyes and pray new dream will come.
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