Dreams

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We close our eyes

We see images pass by

Between light and darkness

Choosing between them

It depends on us

What we have chosen

Right or wrong

A life of regret or happiness

We see our future

But don't know what else

A sensation ripples

But soon disappears

We have our thoughts

We know what we want

It is what makes or breaks us

It is what creates our lives

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Short, I know. I hope you like it. I rushed in doing this, so i don't know if it is good or not.


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