Are You Real
I woke up from a dream
Of silliness I can't remember,
Though I am sure you were in it.
You are always there on the edge
Of my unconscience wandering
On the map to I don't know where.
Some say dreams are an alternate world
As real as the one in which I breath,
And in which, perhaps, you alternately exist.
Do you dream of me?
Find me and flood me with your silliness,
So in this world of joyless reality
I might laugh again.
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