In the silence of the night, I'm often lost in thought
Dreaming of the things I want, to forget my troubles brought
I find solace in my dreams, a fleeting sense of delight
A respite from the world's loud din, a peaceful, quiet night
Though my dreams may be just that dreams that fade with dawn's light
They're a beauty to behold, a treasure to hold tight
For in those moments, I am free, my heart full of hope and cheer
And though they're fleeting, they're a joy to revisit, year after year.
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