Dreamer

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Slowly slipping,
Letting the darkness consume,
My eyelids grow heavy,
And I slip away.


Into a land,
Where anything is possible,
Where love is most important,
And adventure runs the world.


A land to be forgotten,
At the fateful time,
When my eyes open again,
And reality manifests again.

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