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In Dreams ©
Deep sleep scenes. in broken segments.
Can't make heads or tails of this.
Blurry vision . Subconscious schisms.
Turn the pages, and step on in.
To myths and tales, beyond the veils.
Unhuman things you hope aren't real.
Obtuse lessons. Shadow blessings.
Seems like reality, and I can't tell.
If there's deeper meaning,
Or mental cleaning.
Or even prophecies within.
Yet daily, I ponder the elusive wonders
that ferment in my mind
when I'm out cold.
Pulses racing. The dark embracing.
Flying high. Below your world.
But when the horizon breaks,
and now I'm awake.
How may I grasp
the oddities
my sleeping mind creates?
Can't make heads or tails of this.
Blurry vision . Subconscious schisms.
Turn the pages, and step on in.
To myths and tales, beyond the veils.
Unhuman things you hope aren't real.
Obtuse lessons. Shadow blessings.
Seems like reality, and I can't tell.
If there's deeper meaning,
Or mental cleaning.
Or even prophecies within.
Yet daily, I ponder the elusive wonders
that ferment in my mind
when I'm out cold.
Pulses racing. The dark embracing.
Flying high. Below your world.
But when the horizon breaks,
and now I'm awake.
How may I grasp
the oddities
my sleeping mind creates?
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