If Life were a dream,
It would seem like such a blaspheme,
Like always swimming upstream,
And always floating downstream,
In the earth's immeasurable scheme.
We can see a gleam,
But it is a bloodstream,
O forever supreme.
And is that a sunbeam,
Hiding behind this horrible theme?
O it may beseem,
That life is just a dream.
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