Dreaming

I remember a light
It shown through the darkness;
I remember a voice
No, not my own
A man, a young man.
I remember a chariot full of fire
Spewing out the sides,
I see the young man
Whose voice was full of despair
He called out to me,
“Come, ride the stars.
Be with me… for eternity.”
He reached out his hand
I grabbed it…

Just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream





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