To arise

from a sleep

in a dream

that seems so lucid,

the waking world is flipped.

I am intelligent, but feel

so stupid.

I know I know not much,


I feel I know so much,


but there's a blind spot.

If only I could merge

the knowledge of

both worlds,

then I would not

be human.


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