Magical Places
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Fantasy dreams, free from festering fears;
can morph into soaring eagles and fly
away from broken promises and tears.
And allow Hope to lift your spirits high:
for, in the realm of dreams, an open sky
holds endless possibilities to try.
Hitch a ride on a tranquil passing breeze,
and invite your inner child out to play;
float like a thistle tuft above the trees.
Don't let reality stand in your way;
swim the Milky Way, star in a ballet,
cruise exaggeration's superhighway.
Go to where your wishes will all come true;
to your private place, where happy thoughts rule;
where you're free to be anyone but you.
Shed the dead weight of shame and ridicule:
your dreams, let you play a king or a fool:
imagination is a fickle tool.
Dreams are portals to magical places,
The Sandman creates and then erases.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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