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Once in a Lullabye
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Inspirational What is a dream then,
but memories overturned.
A verse can never
save a dream,
nor can a dream
complete itself.
Yet I gather together
the words of my heart
knowing that all things
can change.
I am transformed
from myself to a vapor.
I listen to the magic winds
and what they have
to say.
I must go past reality
to seek my dreams,
and past my dreams
to find my soul.
And there, above,
descending from the clouds,
a dove has broken free.
The sun is shining,
and the seascape
pastel.
I have found myself,
my soul.
Never was I more peaceful.
