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Sep 2020
Fast in moving
A dream is only a dream
At least that is what it would seem
It sounds impossible
Yet there is truth
I am asleep, but I am unable to be awoke
I see my life maneuvering within my dream
I am standing and surrounded by a lovely intriguing stream
I glaze and see my own reflection
But comes a story behind it
I am tormented by many storms
I cry and tears are flowing fountains
Suddenly I am among the mountains
High and mighty with interesting peaks
Alone I am
Then I am surrounded by humble and peace
Silence is in the atmosphere
Immediately I am compelled to turn, turn and turn
Like a Stop Watch, I am in the heart of my dream
Yet I feel frightened
But somewhere within me, I am enlightened
A certain trust comes over me
Yet there is no vision of existence for me to see
A voice echoes walk
I find myself in a talk
Suddenly have to stop
I wonder and asked myself, is this a dream will true
It seemed my yesterday became today
But there was no need for me to worry about tomorrow
My tomorrow had already taken place
Yet I walked and continued to walk
But a voice in the distance gave me a talk
You think you are alone, but I am with you letting it be known
The place that you wonder about is Heaven
It’s about Praise and Rejoice
You have stepped in, and never ever will have to step out
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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   Imran Islam
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