Why sleep if I cannot remember?
Why close my eyes if I can't fly?
Or to have senses if feelings are numb?
It must be a reason to hope and try.
That night during my sleep I was awaken.
I flew over valleys of ever changing flowers,
I went to realities of forbidden worlds.
Voices whispered secret thresholds.
Changing horizons I was in awe
I had feelings totally new.
When I returned I wasn't the same.
I had to tell you, you had to know.
My heart is too small to keep it there.
The things I learned I had to share.
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