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But to Dream Thus

But to dream thus

We must habituate the senses
To a fresh impression

Nature is not made for joy but clings to pain
Nature subdued must yield in the combat
The dream must succeed to reality

Then the dream reigns supreme and
Then the dream becomes life and
Life becomes the dream

But what changes occur

It is only by comparing
The pains of actual being to
The joys of the assumed existence
That you would desire
To live no longer

But to dream thus
forever.

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