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I lay on the soft grass.
I stare up at the creamy moon.
I adore the sparkling stars.
Everything is calm.
Peace comes.

Time doesn't move.
I visualize who I want to be.
No one knows my dreams.
All they see is me.

I picture my loving family.
Magically, my accepting friends appear.
The weather is delightful.
We're all sitting in a circle.
Conversation tickles my ears.
As time gradually move on we become more open.
There are no more secrets.
Everyone is happy.

Sirens go off in the distance.
Time is flying by.
The moon is fading into the morning sun.
No stars are left to be seen.
Everything gets hectic all over again.
Peace is lost faster than it had came.
I'm in my reality again.