Not a Dream Anymore

Dreamy Girl with Flowers
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Stumbling across the sparkling purple sand in a dazed confusion,
Learning the way through this beautiful, desolate place.
Not looking at it as a dream anymore, but as a second home.
Feeling the rich, warm air, sweet and milky tell me to fly.
Heart pounding with ethereal electronic joy.
Being with the wind, holding its hand.

I wake up.
He feels the dream world on me.

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