DREAM

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I found myself walking
In the midst of woods
Going aimlessly
Headed nowhere

I found myself thinking
How did I end up here?
The last thing I remember
Was sleeping in my comfort place

I found myself crying
I wish I knew the way back
Is it right or left
Frontward or backward

I found myself regretting
I should have listened
I shouldn't have taken that step
Maybe the story would have been different

Then,I found myself being shaken
In warmth I openedy eyes
To a new environment
It was all a dream


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