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Long enough have you dreamed contemptible dreams,
Now I wash the gum from your eyes,
You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every
moment of your life.
Long have you timidly waded holding a blank by the shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me,
shout, and laughingly dash with your hair.

Spare some sense? I am drowning and deteriorating.

I don’t know who would be there if I called out, “Will you wait for me?”

I think I am getting desperate.