A Kingdom of Sleep

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Down the steps of deep slumber to lands forgotten.

To a place where impressions breed patterns,

And where nightly deliriums are given form.

In this realm, a dreamer has awakened to a place where geography is naught.

A man who is unknown to the world of the waking, yet here a Monarch.

In a world past the borders of sleep here he was ruler over a kingdom,

A commonwealth that was refuge to those who live in both realms of matter and imagination.


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