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Dreams | ||
| Dreams escape our will and force; They happen on their own. We can't change their length or course, Whatever seeds we've sown. Some are scary, others sweet. We never know ahead. Often they are incomplete When we get out of bed. Who can say just what they mean? They are a mystery, Showing us some sights unseen And setting spirit free. | ||
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