In Dreams
more than meets the eye
truth or tale may sell
bargain if you well
spice of apple pie
entice of the salt
sprinklled with decay
youth to truth of time
entwine and decay
never more control
use all of your soul
put behind the shelf
agnostic and wealth
more than meets the eye
pour it on your soul
have it happen when
you lose all control
sleeping eyes close nit
happens when you sleep
tither of a dream
claim to be well kept
never more a day
soften as it lays
more than meets the eye
truth or tell may sell
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