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The dreams of sleep,
seem so real
when we first awake,
yet moments after we do rise,
they fade away from thought.
Then to struggle to remember,
what they were about,
only to have them slip away,
to just recall some parts.
Are the dreams we dream about,
a message from our souls.
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FADED DREAMS
FADED DREAMS
