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What Dreams are Made of


Thoughts know of no bounds, hopes leading to the sounds. Dreary reality replaced by lustrous fantasy- Nature fails to provide, yet the conception provides pure ecstasy! Not for the frail for terror-joy are abound, Screams and laughter–resound. To important of a role- Often referred- the key to the soul. Sublime! What wonderful time! Powerful tool, Why ridicule? Vibrant imagination, Never fall to realities-possession
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Luis.M.Martinez.Rivera

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