I fall into a field of dreams
My eyes are closing there are seams
That hold together both my lids
And keep me from looking at the other kids
I sink into the bed
The cushions
The pillows
The blankets
They all fold in my utterly exhausted body
Falling through I reach dream land
Or should I call it not what it seems land!
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A Plethora of Poems.
PoetryPositive, philosophical, and spiritual poems straight from my mind. I ask that you enjoy and read, even if you are not positive, or philosophical, or spiritual. (Love you beautiful people) <3 <3 <3 (Will be updated constantly) (This book...
