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Last night as I was sleeping,

I dreamt—marvellous error!—

that I had a beehive

here inside my heart.

And the golden bees

were making white combs

and sweet honey

from my old failures.

 

Dedicated to on your birthday.

Last night as I was sleeping” by Antonio Machado (2nd of four stanzas); version by Robert Bly

 

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