In my dream,
I was cutting a piece of parchment paper,
And tugged at the end.
Somehow my grey turtleneck had gotten stuck
On the shockingly robust teeth,
And I tore a big hole in my shirt.
I woke up to find that I was crying
In real life,
Over a nonexistent hole.
But I would actually cry about such a thing.
Is this dream about trying too hard?
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