Dream with me

December 21, 2009
Come.. Dream with me
Dream of a place washed beautiful by imagination,
a place of purple grass
and orange skies
a place where gentle beast roam free
this place i have dreamed into reality
someplace where tears don't exist
and pain was never created
this place made by my minds stray thoughts
thoughts that have become a masterpiece in this broken art
come.. Dream with me
you won't regret the wonders you see
the joy you feel,
this is my gift to you
a place where all is possible
where things never age
and nothing fades away
this is the place clouds get their silver lining
a place where stars first earn their shining
my place
my dreamland
so please, come.. Dream with me

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