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“I am normal,” the voice declared.
“Leave me to sleep
for this is my real condition.
Do not discuss or fuss,
condemning my wide open eyes,
your label of ‘wakefulness’
falls on a frozen courtyard.
My open eyes simply remind me
of yesterday
and tomorrow,
forgetting now.
lost between the veils
of past and future,
lost in dreams.”

“So please do not discuss or fuss
the blind misleading the blind,
dreaming within a dream
with no dawn or dusk.
That too, I am told,
is the real condition
of those in addiction.
Then I hear there are others
considered awakened,
not in stupor or sleep.
I am told there are others
besides us common sleep-walkers,
but I am not amongst them.”