Home.
perhaps dreams are a gateway to a new reality
a place we all arrive at someday
all of our wildest fantasies will become an actuality,
your dream house, car, spouse -
everything you've ever seen as you've dozed off to sleep is really just a foreshadowing -
an alluded glimpse home
to the place where we truly belong.
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