January 27, 2008
By Megan Ewoldt, Davenport, IA

Is this all a dream
With the contents if a stream
We dream with our hearts
This all becomes a fine art
The art is what we want
Then the dream is a haunt
Starting in the mind and consuming it all
It then makes us hit a wall
Hard and strong
we then find out that the dream is wrong
Taking over the body and mind
Then we slowly start to unwind
We then wake wake and fine out it's not real
We then make a deal
A deal to never have a dream
And to never unravel at the seam

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