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"Lend Me Your Dream"

"Pardon me lad, but could you lend me your dream?" said the man.
"Pardon me sir, but whatever do you mean?" said the boy.
"Lend me your dream, for I've none of my own."
"Lend you my dream, the one I have sown?"
"I let my own die, a lifetime ago?"
"And now you want mine - is that so?"
"That is so."
"Hmmmm, I must think about this."
And he did.

"If I give up my dream, what becomes of me?" asked the boy.
"I know what you mean, but we'll just have to see," replied the man.
"I hope you don't knock it, but you must pay for my soul."
"I have nothing in my pocket - nothing but a hole."
"In that case start walkin', else owe me for life."
"You drive a hard bargain, but I'll pay your price."
"Agreed then."
"Agreed! Now give it to me!"
And he did.

"Oh, I can't believe it! I feel as if on fire!" proclaimed the man.
"No, I can't conceive it! I've lost all desire!" complained the boy.
"A new lease on life! And I feel so young!"
"What terrible strife! Oh, what have I done?"
"Pardon me lad, but have a good day."
"...pardon me sir, but what's that you say?"
"Good-bye!"
"Oh... well, have a nice life..."
And he did.

With a new dream the man quickly prospered
for once again he had seen what this life has to offer.
But with his dream sold the boy soon met his fate;
he early grew old, and learned how to hate.
But the man was not happy, tho he knew not why,
and as for our boy, a spark still lit his eye.
What's this?
One year later - they meet again.
Yeh they did.

"Pardon me sir, but you're living my dream," said the boy.
"Why hello my lad! Yes I ... know what you mean," said the man.
"It still lingers within me, but I can't quite conceive it."
"And I'm still unhappy, although I can't quite believe it."
"You were to owe me for life - such was the agreement!"
"Yes just name your price and the bargain we shall cement!" *
"I WANT IT BACK!"
"Hmmm, I must think about this."
And he did.

"I was not truly satisfied, living life in your dream," said the man.
"And I thought it had died, but I once felt it in a scream," said the boy.
"But how to find a new one, and break out of my shell?"
"Each day brings a new sun, I'm sure time will tell."
"Maybe there's something in your great optimism..."
"It's got to better than your self-imposed prison..."
"Thank you, lad."
"The pleasure was all mine, sir."
And they parted.

* "...and the bargain we shall cement????" It was at this point I realized the rhyming had gone too far. There had to be better ways to write.

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