Sometimes,I dream strange,
A dream of being shrunk was deranged,
Then there was a dream of being brutalizedby legs,
as I tried to steal the centipede's eggs.
Once I was drowningin sea,
Other time I was being attacked by million bees.
They say dreams are reflection if sub conscious mind,
I never knew my thoughts were of these kind.
Some day, I just want to pass without these dreams to occupy my mind,
dream not of fears, but of sunlight and Mr.Right.
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