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Dreams

Dreams

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              I’m going with it no matter what,

                       It soothes me when I think where I’m gonna be at,

                       As the fresh brew slides down my throat,

                       I exude a sigh of relief,

                       That psychic trance echoing in my mind,

                       Giving my DREAMS the wings that they always needed,

                       I wish the angels are holding me forever and ever,

                       I wish the revival remains till the end of time.

                        I see the doorways like the wispy flash of light,

                        All I discern are my DREAMS,

                        They are real as they gonna get,

                       I always strike a chord with ingenuity,

                        My thoughts are perplexed by many,

                        I fear no roaring thunder,

                        All I ever look forward to is for the shimmering beacon.


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