I walk in the land of the sleeping
Shadows cast by the setting sun
unmoving forms lay all around me
a glimmer of recognition that I am the One
Their eyes are glazed over
with the dreams of loss and pain
a field of sorrows makes the landscape of their mind
grasping the hand of a would be champion
I kneel to his side to offer solace
his nightmare blocks the way again
and I am rejected, unwelcome
I will try again or find another
in this sea of the lost
dreaming mankind
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