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Haunts n' Dwells
The things my mind suppresses in the day I dream when the sandman visits
Trapped in my best nightmare never to come to fruition
Where all that I love haunts and dwells
Often wishing for sleepless nights
To carry on in my waking moments proves easier then in my unconscious ones
Yet how often I wish for dreams..
About Dreams
They keep us sane, I hear. Without them our psyche has no pressure release valve and sleep alone is a great restorer to the damage we do while awake. Good topic. - allets -