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dreams, moral code, narcissists, Poems, Poetry, souless, Vanity Fair
The undesirables
Show up
In dreams
With their smug
Opinions
And
Superior nothingness
It’s like arguing with
The emperor
And
His
Nonexistent clothing
In dreams
You wrestle with air
But it feels so real
And
In
Some ways
It
Is
I just wish
My dream psyche
Could be
Noel Coward.