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Dreams

sometimes my dreams make a living sometimes they barely make out sometimes it seems that sometimes my dreams are more than just riddled with doubt sometimes my dreams dream me that's when i have to pinch myself is this all a dream or mostly reality and at what point do i find that out sometimes my dreams take a minute sometimes they go on and on feels like i've seen it as they all have me in it sometimes with strangers, sometimes alone sometimes i dream in slow motion sometimes i dream i can fly sometimes it seems that sometimes my dreams are just a long drawn out dream in the question of why sometimes i dream in color though i'm told it's all black and white and with that being said it's all in my head as i bid you all a goodnight

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