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Sweet Dreams

My dreams draw from roots of reality, That grow unharnessed to myth and fantasy. As they reach hidden heights of the ethereal, Only to awaken with imagination carefully. The journeys often lead to lands familiar, Where joy is the flavor that I share. And as long as I steer clear of my worst fears ... I'll bravely avoid those resembling nightmares.

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