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On slumbering we come alive
and all our dreams walk Truth's Great Hall
to reach where absolutes arrive.
On slumbering we come alive!
Strange that sleep lets our best survive.
Strange when awake all we recall:
on slumbering we come alive
and all our dreams walk Truth's Great Hall!

Glenn Bagshaw

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sleep-is-life-s-weird-reality-triolet/