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There is a man for me

“There is a man for me,” he would insist on telling his mother in the dream. But, all she wanted to hear about were his studies.  So, he would eagerly explain to her about how well he was doing in school.  “I’ve come up with a study plan unlike anyone else’s.  a cuckoo bird flew over the nest morning moon His ear would hurt, but he’d continue writing.   He’d wake up happy to have dreams about his mother, it was as if he had finally captured her attention. little boy blue sat on a stool He lives better in his dreams than in reality.  He is happier there. addicted to sleep a monsoon rain pouring over him his blood thins out, he has no wrinkles. he’s ironed out flat.