Asleep I Was When Verses CameA Poem by Firestone Feinbergb”h 1/17/13 Asleep I was when verses came, The chance I did not take -- Too tired I to fan the flame That would my soul to wake. And now I wish I'd had the strength To write that poem -- lost -- So once again I learn -- at length -- Of dream -- what be the cost. --Firestone Feinberg
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