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Oct 2011
I'm laying in this bed alone at night



My mind drifting off, not like during day



I don't know where I am. It brings me fright



What this is, I cannot say



It's so real. I want to believe it so



I want to run through it. My feet stay still



"Where could I be?" I desire to know



I feel I've been put here against my will



Although I'm frightful, I am excited



This feeling I have is quite extreme



My imagination is ignited



I know I must be in a dream
Trent Sackenheim
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