Within a shell, a ghostly dream does dwell,
A fragile specter of ethereal grace,
It drifts through realms where fantasies rebel,
In secret chambers of the mind's embrace.
It yearns to break free from its mortal bounds,
To soar above the clouds and touch the stars,
Yet, trapped within the shell's confining rounds,
It dances with illusions behind bars.
But dreams possess a power unconfined,
To weave enchantment in life's weary plight,
So let the ghost within your shell remind,
That dreams can grant the spirit wings of flight.
Embrace the dream, let it your heart compel,
And set the ghost within your shell to dwell.
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