This is a dream I never knew I had.
A dream embedded so deeply.
It was so close to me,
I couldn’t see its possibility
I wonder if I ever can believe
That good can be a reality.
I’m making it up but it’s not made up
The bed is endless, dreams daily dream
Themselves into senseless being
By night they miss daylight
By day, until they sleep,
And rest on me
They say Just Be
Music of the spheres
Fulfilling all my needs.

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