Dream

Dream short poem

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What I cannot do in real,
I can do
that in my dream …
All my thoughts fill with life
All my thoughts
flow like a stream…

My fears decease
I can do
anything in my dream
I can talk to that sullen friend
I can talk
to him with ease.

My pleasures find a ground
My desires find a way…
There are no boundaries
It’s my world!
my heavenly place to stay .

My heart rules there
away from
where my mind is a prisoner
Happy homes
worries wither ..

I may be an escapist
I escape from the mirror
But my dreams will be infinite
yeah,
I am a dreamer!

Let me dream
Please,
don’t wake me up
One more sleep
And your world will shut up!

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