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Dreams.
I want to float away,
To turn, twist, and sway.
Into the night beyond,
Till the night is gone.
Visions.
I see things in a blur,
It's a giant lure.
I'm pulled in by it's beauty,
Only to find it's an enemy.
Minds.
I know my mind,
In it there's nothing I can't find.
But when I'm asleep,
It won't tell me a peep.
Conscious.
While awake I am conscious,
Alert of the wondrous.
But asleep, the sub comes out,
And creates dreamtime throughout.
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