Living Among Dreams
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As my eyes get too heavy, with the weight of each lid
My dreams start to travel to where an alter me lives
My head on my pillow, I am floating in clouds
The sky is my ocean, where the waves sweep me out
Like a sea washing up at the base of a cliff
I feel ocean breezes, with the tides of ‘what-if ’…
The places I visit, at the douse of the light
Are dreams where I wander, in the thick of the night
There is a path that meanders, that is woven with flowers
Where the sun keeps on shining, no matter the hour
I can lie in the sand, feel the warmth of the sun
Tho’ the thunder clouds rattle my window like drums
Often forgotten by morning, each place that I’ve been
It is not easy by daylight...., to hold onto dreams
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Inspired By Brian Strand's Contest: Your Pick/14 Lines
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