DREAMS

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             Dreams dont die.

            They cry.  They ask why.

         They stay in the mind.  They are easy to find.

      They don't come out.  They scream.  The shout.  

They stay in your mind.

They are in your head.  

They come after you, when you're in bed.

        Sometimes, a pain.  They stay in your brain.

You think about them when you are blue.  you know what to do.




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