When I was young I had dreams in which I could fly . There were no wings Nor the flapping of arms ; But a freedom so encompassing That I rose from the ground . Yet in doing so I became so weary That I could not escape my humanity , And floated back to earth . In the end I had lost my wings Rather I had feet .

Question: What might be true after I wake up ?
Answer: I will no longer be weary .I will contemplate the deeper meaning of the slumber .None of the above choices .I will float back to earth .