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No! I am not, But I am


But I am the one that works mostly and throughout the night that I make imaginations so sweet to bite And we are distanced yet tight too I stress you with fantasies that you have no clue I make you swim even in sand and yet feels good the one that makes every second of your night tastes like food I put the hopeless in positions that nothing is impossible to do and that even when I put you into someone’s suit, it fits you the one that is all the time in your past and future that even in the bosom of poverty, you are decorated with treasure I change you completely, yet you are not changed actually that your world adorned with fortune is never yours sincerely the one that presents your tomorrow today I often come on special nights and confuses you all day and I make you love to be my prisoner that sometime when freed, it triggers your temper what do you think I am? Supreme? No! I am; but I am DREAM
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