Sweet Dreams
now to sleep...perhaps to dream...to dream the dreams only a dream weaver can dream.
to catch sight of mystic light...beyond the universe's realm...
where dragons fly and wizards vie for a place in a requiem.
where no man walks and no voice is heard and time stands vigil over all...
in this place so far away only dreams come to call...
sweet dreams
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