Doors to the Dream - Poetry
Stranger of reality,
Rather unknown,
But never stopping,
For but any other.
Clarity in thought,
In every action,
In all that we deem necessary,
For it to be.
Swimming through the puddle,
Of mixed reality,
Knowing it all too well,
But hoping for it to be better.
There they lay,
In the fields of dreams,
Out in the space,
For it all to be better,
For if it is not,
Then what else is there?
These doors to the dream,
Are shut tight,
They don't lie,
For they are all that's left.
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