Dreams
What a smiley frowny countenance
A bitter sweet renaissance
A vague sentence he claims to understand in pretense
He wishes it might or might not come into existence
A fantasy long held in a conquest of actions
The nightmare, a scarecrow that brings reactions
Immaculate and nurtured forecast of the future
On a palatable platform it came to existence beyond the natural realm
Though, minds the screen of these dreams have no explanation to the dark light rays
Deciphering an ambition
Unrest the state of the minds to these anonymous visitors
Dreams... Freelance surreal agents
Cogent gizmos of life
Penetrating without strife to those they choose
I had a dream....
Acting to the scripts of those who chose them
I have a dream!!!....
Better to have a dream than to have had a dream
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