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Dissipate


Turning with dreams all night, 

dreams of wonder, 

dreams of fright.

Enter the realm of reality, 

find your destiny.

Although the needles fill your chest,

don't let your heart go to rest.

 

Creations within our minds,

beauties of great divine, 

horrors held back by a line. 

Will you fly, 

or fall 

and lose it all? 

To cross the line, 

or be blind.

 

The fear of rejection, 

in your minds reflection.

Is it the fear to fail, 

or prevail.

 

Judging eyes you can't bare to see, 

or fearful of what greatness you can be.

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