A life within a life is what we all have
Asleep in our beds, eyes shut so tight
Imagination running wild like dogs in a field
Sweet Times of an ode to a dream
The sea of our minds flows free, unbarred
Fires brimming with our self made stories
The Winds howling with sounds of dreams
And the Earth shakes when the slumber is stirred
Let this be what is remembered
That being ungrateful for a dream is disgraceful
Let this be what is learned
An ode to a dream in a mischievous mind
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