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Dreams
To be dreaming, what a beautiful thing
You can be a what, a who, a spirit
Weightless, you can be free, and birds will sing
A joyous harmony, can’t you hear it?
The beauty of a dream is in timing
With open eyes or shut, a dream is dreamt
The sun can be up and strongly beaming
Or when the moon and stars are being kempt
But lately dreams aren’t coming so easy
Despite the timing, eyes open or shut
I’m not sure if my dreams are too cheesy
They may call me talented or a nut
I want to be free, just me and a dream
Pursuing my passion, stitching the seam
