Dreams
Strange dreams
Loud screams
Winter in December
Dreams I cant remember
Sometimes I'm falling
Unwanted jobs are calling
Visions of big waves
A road paved
Odd events
Circus tents
Nothing makes sense
Decisions to make, still on the fence.
Would rather a story
In all its glory
Dont like dreaming
Unless it's the sun beaming
Senseless dreams
Wish only of streams
Dont like screams
Like the sun when it beams
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Lynn D. | Year Posted 2020
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