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My Perpetual Dreams

As i wake in the morning I shake off the Horrors of the Nights Dreams That pass through My mind. My mind is so full of memories And Of Dreams, My brain is cramped And overloaded with Knowledge. I have to break free! My dreams are lucid. Some dreams are unnatural. Some are even in the Supernatural Oracle. When my dreams finally Come to a close, They are so vivid in My mind. When I finally wake up, My dreams are in the past. The dreams are closely Drawn together and Nearly impossible To recollect. In the end Dreams are just visions.

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Date: 4/16/2016 4:26:00 PM
sarah cassleman, Nice to read your poem today. enjoyed ~LINDA~
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