Dreamland
Inside is what destiny reveals,
depression scarring what never heals.
Over this ragged course of life,
through the hills of pain and strife.
Round the way darkness becomes the door,
a peep into realities sweet lore.
Focusing on dreams that perspire,
is all that remains of desire.
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