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Dreams

May 13, 2015
By Anonymous

Soft sheets
And plush pillows
Nighttime is sweet
As my imagination billows.

Turning and tossing
Inside my head
I seem to be crossing
The thinnest thread.

Between worlds I sing and soar
And do what I please
But I wish there was only more
I could do to make time freeze.

Higher and higher
This dream makes me ache
And makes me desire
To never wake.



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