Just a Proposal by A. Klesath

Suppose a dream were conscious reality

Suppose real were only imagination.

Dream of a place to close to heaven

Where raindrops fall like teardrops

In the mystic blue.

Melodies scream in darkness in the

Origin of reason

and all we do is sit and wonder

Asking dreams of constant reality

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