Dreams
From the cold crags of reality,
To a world of eternity,
I catapult myself into a novel of fiction
where no bounds of past, or relative contradiction
can hold me back from what I want to be
If only this untold tale could unfold into reality
A life of possibilities
and all I have to do, is simply close my eyes
and dream.
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