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Is it really a Dream?

It is around 9:00 P.M.
I start to get drowsy.
My eyes open and shut
While hot tears begin to form
Clearly, it's time for bed.
As soon as my head hits the pillow,
I'm lost.
Colors swirl around me.
I begin to have a falling sensation
This, dear reader, is falling asleep.
Soon I land.
On a sheet of glass
The colors swirl under me.
Then it disappears.
Everything.
A face appears.
My own.
"Come," It says, "Into our world"
A bright light blasts around me
I wake up.
For some reason, it's still dark out.
"I'm awake?" I ask myself.
A dark robed figure moves.
"Who said you were ever asleep?"
I have not a chance to scream.



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