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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required What is the world without our dreams? No means to wonder, just a blank between varying thought caught amidst moments of now and then, here and there as life's tear tares me in two and you who I thought I knew you were just evaporated, my world dilated, sedated with the idea of what I’ve created. Just a moment ago I dreamt of distant days forward, a single laid bed turned double… a magic bubble breathed of breath yet filled and instilled in me a spark of hope’s will escaped. These shaped visions of collision dare me to dream, beyond eternity’s gleam I glare at what I’ve crafted there as though a stranger’s dress I wear with interest and the mist of who I thought I was abandons me. A silent plea calls me to the realms of my dreams, my subconscious screams of a love yet embraced and a place of spaces my mind has not found as the sound of souls unacquainted keep me drawn… I indulge like a fawn born into a spirit untried. That world we collide with on the other side of real, Ideal as it disappears from conscience waking as another, a kinetic chameleon of change discovered and rediscovered through dreams uncovered. I lie awake at night searching the solar sky, untied of frosty chains that have drained my desire as though my entire self has let life go… flown far from a moment between now and then, here and there… uncompared with the idea of how I’ve existed twisted into the now yet related future and past, a ambient contrast of dreams awake, dreams asleep… and I weep… as life’s tear tears me in two I know…through dreams there will always be a you… another me, there I will always be.
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