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Nov 2013
The desires drifting at the edge of one's mind,
The vibrant colours of possibility,
That flash behind fluttering eyes.

Where one can reside in the tranquility,
Of their own imagination;
Free of deprivation and distress.

An inviting resort for images,
And lightning-like flashes of inspiration,
To mold into creative bliss.

Where sparks of enlightenment,
Are set free,
And may conquer the doubt of the unworthy.

The solid confines of an otherwise open mind,
Inaccessible consciously,
Safe from the nightmares of reality.

All must learn to pursue dreams,
Persuade destiny,
And crave the capability of our minds.
Its ByrnByrn
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