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Put your dreams in a box, Tuck them under your bed Away from sunlight. You don't want them to spread. Leave them there, out of sight. Touch them not. Put aside All your longings and wishings And feelings you hide. But I am the selfish, selfless man Who returns to his dream box whenever he can. Who looks at old visions each night, before bed And tucks them up carefully, then faces ahead. I am tired. I am worn down. My dream days are dead. So I'll leave my dream boxes here, Under my bed. Perhaps a stronger person will find them. © J. Maloney February 10th, 2011