A Midnight Dream
Midnight dreams-
fill my mind-
with those fantasies-
through endless time.
As a dream keeps sight-
of things unknown-
in slumbering night-
these things are shown.
Open doors-
in mid-air it seems,
soundless shores-
through midnight dreams.
Hours race by,
but time unaware,
where we live and die-
can't reach me there.
The darkness thrives-
to let the memories gleam-
it all resides-
within a midnight dream.
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