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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.
Tel me that you see an elf , and maybe a witch of that type..
Tell me that you keep it a secret from the time you lay down to rest, until you wake up at dawn . 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 stopped and your dream began..
Angela Nature
Written by
Angela Nature  Pretty Pollock Pines, Ca.
(Pretty Pollock Pines, Ca.)   
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