To be awakened from a panoramic dream.
Where I time travel to where wishes will be.
You weren't an illusion while others pretend.
I close my eyes nightly is where I am penned.
Reality will yield to the hearts right of way.
As that dreamscape has passage every day.
No one dares to enter in or come between.
I am a spectator of the clouds silver screen.
Love beyond dreams will eventually be freed.
I can picture now what we were meant to be.
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