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Dream Reflections
Dream Reflections
So drained,
I feel like a trained monkey
Who is paid to dance
I can't wait for
The chance to sleep
If it doesn't
Happen soon
Grim reaper might come
Knocking at my door
When I fall asleep
Driving home
I shall visit the moors of
Ancient fairies and
Hills of enchantment,
Once my curly head lands
On my feather pillow
I might dream of lazy days
Laying under a weeping willow tree
After taking a long dip in a cool
Stream on a hot summer day
Who knows where my
Subconscious might take me,
Good thing my
Admission will be free,
Because I don't have a
Penny on me currently
Time is ticking so swiftly
These trying days,
I must say goodbye,
Before I drift off to
Dreamland too suddenly
Goodnight
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