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DREAMS Consciousness drifts, into a mental hidden hollow, awareness becomes a shadow, fading to then follow, Mind and spirit, echo their call, for an adventure beyond, a magical, mysterious, misty wall. A creation of a sensation, directed by senses and thought. Turning and twisting reality, maybe partial insanity Imagination has no dimension, featuring a fantasy in full flight, of feelings and sight, where ever you dare. Hands of time upon the moon, tired stars calling the sun, soon. Floating into a cloudy pillow, awakening, with reality to follow

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