DreamEater

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I sometimes wonder what dreams taste like.

But at the same time, I don't really want to know,

for once something is tasted, it cannot be UNtasted.

 

                                 But.

If I were to eat a dream.

I would like to dine on yours.

 

Because then I would know what to expect.

 

Sunshine. Rainbows. Red Balloons.

100 watt smiles, shooting stars and the white side of the moon.

 

I wonder what dreams taste like.

 

I would hope they taste like yours.

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