The hope to dream is real
When only nightmares
Can appear.
To have everything in sight
No more pain and suffering
That’s left behind.
Push to the past in the
Subconscious drift of
Wishful sleep.
The dream is to dream
Of happiness for
Completing life has
In dreams become
A secondary half

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