My dreams
Are they mine or yours?
Do they make sence?
I don't think they make any
They are a jumble
A jumble of mine and yours
Of happiness and sadness
Of mad and glad
Do we all have the same?
Or all different
Do they mean anything anything at all
Are they just a mix of things meaning nothing?
Why do we remeber some but not others?
They could have actually done something
than lay around and wait for their turn to be the star
I'm lost among the words and the images
Its a jungle
Of everything, future and past
the present?
My dreams are your dreams
Yours are mine
All of them are mine
my dreams
your dreams
all dreams
 
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