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Dreams

Fresh cut grass
Bright lights shining like the sun
The smell of the charcoal burning under the grill
People screaming
But you can still hear a pin drop
Tunnel vision
Nothing coming in between you and your goal
Not feeling real
Like your not in reality
Being part of something bigger than anyone imagined
Then you wake up
And it's all over




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