Misconceptions

The silence of each night is letting me go
for more dreaming
more planning.
I’m waiting to wake up
with the most beautiful answers.
The ones I was promised as a child.

They’re around,
waiting for the right moment,
when I won’t reject them for their perfection.
In the meantime I will wonder
how this can be my real life.

The irony is quite clear.

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