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I invision a room

everything white

the curtains long

blowing in the wind

the morning light softly shines

creeping over my face

wrapped in thin pure sheets

there is a glow to everything

vase of roses in the corner

a petal falls to the floor

as I roll over

I see an angel beside me

he opens his tired eyes

they are filled with tiny stars

and he reaches out a loving hand

places it sweetly on my face

slowly he puts his lips on me

I smile up at him

but suddenly it fades away

and I am in the dark

nothing more than a dream

but it will be more

if the petals fall right

from my rose of life

I will have my dream