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Aug 2019
So you are about to go to sleep  
Wonder what you will dream.
Tell me that you still see a Prince,
The one you love since ...
And  maybe you also see a witch, that one of that type..  confused with an elf.
Tell me that you keep it a secret
from the time you lay down to rest, until the time you are  awake.
Tell me how you write it down, and how you hear no sound.
Sleep.  Dream..  make it happen.  Oh lucky you!
Mixing the truth.
Please carry me above the stars. Above that door, and through that path,
on where your life stops, and your dream starts.
Angela Nature
Written by
Angela Nature  Pretty Pollock Pines, Ca.
(Pretty Pollock Pines, Ca.)   
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