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Rey
I had a Dream
I persecuted him
I cross-examined him
Until the scales of justice shone into my eyes
Then came dawn
I looked and saw his name
Rey, a prince of light
I spared his life
I was a dream
Pursued by him
He bided his time
My green eyes and my green dress stole his sanity
Then we danced
He jumped and took my hand
It was the city lights
He saved my life
Borough
The happenstance plan
Under the stars and string lights
With the city beat-beating below
It was only some dream
The welcome interruption
For once, a green dress and escape
Whispers in Spanish, not saying no
It was a safe, motorcycled yarn