She was just
Floating through life
On a sea
Of idealistic dreams
Like human flotsom
Caught up in
The current of society
My sleepyhead
Will lay in bed
And rest the whole
Day away
Off to mister
Sandman's Dreamland
Paint her 14 shades of grey
After a kiss
She asks me this
Exactly why's reality
Seem to be
More real to me
When I'm asleep
Within a dream
Starry skies of
Flicker lights in
Darkest nights
Closed eyes
And open mind
Lucidly
Asleep she lies
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