Dreamers
Living life inside a dream,
Just to me it seems that
Surrealism is serene…
And no one will comply,
To busy asking questions, why?
Too busy to even give it a try.
Swallow the pain of life,
Relax in your own strife,
Accept, and it will be all right.
So now it occurs to me,
A dreamer will always see,
The realm of possibility.
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