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dreams

dreams, dreams, dreams
ghosts, and secret things
flowers dance,
to an archane rhythm
in dreams,
nothing remains hidden
in dreams,
the impossible is sleeping next to me
in dreams
i am never alone
in dreams
home is a place of peace, and protection
in dreams
the family was never broken
in dreams
the truth rolls 'cross the tounge
in dreams
the simple things do not kill
in dreams
only just enough will serve to fill
in dreams
Written by elijawalker
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