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I have often wondered

If when we dream we have blundered

Into some magical realm,

Where we have lost control of the helm.

It looks to me, that in our dreams

We are taken away from pain and screams.

From horror and fascination

To what could be the dawning of some creation.

If I could find out why,

Or maybe even try

To figure out a way

To make dreams as real as the everyday.

We would know what to do ,

And would probably increase our life by two.

Dreams have been a wonder

To every single hunger.

From fame and glory,

To the rich and poorly,

To what has seemed impossible,

To the incomprehensible.

I wish to know why we have to die,

And have this constant flow, that can make us cry.

If dreams were figured out,

Then there would be no doubt.

Everyone would be happy

And not feel as crappy.

For they would be able to control their dreams,

And they could take away the screams

Of their life and how its gone wrong

Like a crazy mixed up song.

If dreams are what we're made of,

Then let the light shine from above,

And show us what to do.

In the reality of me and you

Dreams will soon become known.

Because we will be shown

How to master their art

And make it easier to part

From what we live in day to day

To what we dream of and pray.


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