Within dreams we look.
Our minds an open book.
In our search for a word.
To make you blush.
Or those that hurt.
We create a dream.
And wander roads unseen.
We melt reality.
We grow sanity
and add melody.
We see and create.
Write our own fate.
Many stories were made,
of both love and hate.
Of sun and shade.
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