Dreams are like bugs
They fly and fly
Into a world of imagination
They go bye, bye.
They are full of ideas,
and wishes for you.
They may even come true
or give you a clue.
But when your imagination stops
All goes bad.
Your world starts to go black.
And starts turning sad.
Your world goes very dull,
And ends up to a fall.
Dreams are important in every which way,
Till morning, Till night...
Dream all day..
 
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