as i close my eyes,
good things always happen.
i dream
about you, about us;
i admire my pillow,
a lot.
no matter how big
and many my dreams are,
my pillow carries it,
and makes it more comfortable.
my dreams,
they are my fantasies,
way too far from reality,
and was never realistic;
yet, it's happiness.
it is my world,
and my life.
when i dream,
the clouds are beside me,
the stars sparkles with my eyes.
how i wish,
dreams can be true.
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way too far from reality
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