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About This Poem
Eloquent Dreaming
A journey of great expectation,
travel onward through the night.
My soul is free in this fantasy.
Feel the joy as you brace for the light.
A journey of sleep,I wait for it
to soothe my whimsical self.
In this fantasy my soul is free.
I put my troubles up on a shelf.
A journey into a sea of dreams,
the perfect peace now abides.
My soul is free in this fantasy.
I simply just float out with the tides.
A journey I'll try to remember,
a colorful picture show.
In this fantasy my soul is free.
My spirit's renewed,this much I know.
written December 30th, 2012
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