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Awake again young tired one

And see the light of day.



Listen to me now young boy,

And hear what I have to say.



For dreams may come and dreams may go,

But memories never die.



Remember young child to what I say,

A dream is but a lie.



Please wake up young tired one,

Realities but a dream.



For your reality never is,

Exactly as it seems.



Why act like a hero boy,

An infant with his gun.



Heroes also have to die,

And dying's never fun.



So, dream on boy; don't wake up,

Keep dreaming life away.



For what's the difference between a dream,

And just another day.



I say this poem to you today,

Not just too be mean.



But ask yourself what is real�

Reality or the dream?