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Sweet DreamsThere exists a place in dreams I see A garden of freedom with endless possibility Where faceless love in abundance does grow Spirit beyond flesh my heart you know It's in this place you materialize I know it's you for the heart doesn't lie Paper flowers come to life once picked Candles burn without a wick Dancing now you're watching me Raindrops fall though I still see You're hand outstretched to drink…your cup I tell myself don't wake up don't wake up Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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