Dreams

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Stars are accessable when we close our eyes.

Mans universal prize.

More infinite and vast than what was ever past, nor present!

Cosmic cream is dreamily poured.

Bleeding into night.

Stars stirred in,

Swirling to eternity.

The cosmos twinkles and glows

Virgin to mans touch and it shows.

Earth spins solemnly.

Dark and distant, ominously austere.

Men march like ants around this dying little sphere.

 delightful merge of color and light.

Every man

So to was earth before man's madness and impending plights.

Bathed in starlight, time is running out.

Conciousness will bring me back to reality, no doubt.

Dreams are an extension to take me away.

From man's destruction and earths decay.

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