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Only dreams away
What if everything
was a dream away?
When I was a boy,
my night of dreams
were so vivid...
I'd awake in eager panic
looking for that toy,
that I only owned
in my sleep.
I would eventually
find reason, and resolve.
I just knew that,
"reality" wasn't involved.
Even if it was unreality,
it was mine to enjoy as I pleased.
My young heart
had created a way,
to enjoy having
what life never gave.
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