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Nov 2014
Pictures fly through a white sheeted screen
Colors blast past my eyes
Plots unfold and characters dance
Across the movie set
Entranced whilst enveloped we fell in love
With the characters flittering on that wall
But many do fall to that dream
That life is like the movie screen
And when all hell is suppressed
When we can rest
The credits will roll and we'll be done
Villains seldom keep away
Reality makes it so
Life is like a never ending dream
Remembered to the mercy
Of the Dreamer
Mr E
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