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Jun 2015
In my dreams it always begins the same,
I hear them, I feel like they are distant,
A soft voice speaks to me...whispers unknown.
It's like this place I see will vanish in an instant,
Like a mirage, a disappearing rainbow...
The other side seems so real, from another perspective,
There is this person who is answering me
In my dreams, foggy twilight everywhere...I climbed
Up high and saw the stars sparkling like diamonds
In the sky, then a vampire who seems familiar starts
To climb higher and higher...to find me, then he
Approaches and I push him away-only a fake dream,
There's no stopping me, I'm flying free, floating,
As on wings. So many spectacular things*
Then I wake up and all I can see,
All that is there is empty darkness, I can't fly,
Some waiting until I die, some day they will put out
My light and these amazing things that I dream at night.
Alan S Bailey
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