You're In My Dreams Now
I struggle to put the words in my head
Down on paper.
Words hold power, and mine would stir
The minds of those who thought they knew me.
Other worldy, inter galactic thoughts.
My dreams are on another plane of thinking,
Not yet perceived by the common rabble. Brought back
To reality by worldy problems.
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