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To Dream


A voice so soothing I can just let go,

fading away into the long distance.

But weariness I do not want to show

If I could, I would right in this instance.

Drifting along a dark, far away land

Noticing what the relaxed mind can do.

Unconsciously letting your thoughts expand.

And then telling someone how much they grew.

Every word kissing my ears until I'm gone, 

Sometimes it feels like I just want to run,

When I know approaching outside is dawn

Waking up feels like the shot of a gun.

But we know that all things come to an end.

Overall it's fun when we get to pretend.

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