March 1, 2012
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Dreams are a place far away,
Where your mind has the choice can play.
They aren’t easy to remember
From January to December,
They are here to stay.

Some might be dark,
some in a park.
Some you may fear,
taking the things you hold dear.
Dreams leave you speechless without a remark.

His dreams could be happy.
Her dreams maybe sappy.
Every one’s are different,
without a commitment.
In the end they all turn out crappy.

Dreams take you on an adventure.
Never wanting a departure.
Something a bout a dream,
something you want to redeem,
is a wonderful mixture.

Some dreams are black,
scary and under attack.
Some dreams are true,
With the sky shining blue.
This poem was hard, so cut me some slack.

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