Where
Are My Dreams
There
is a question no one asks
Maybe
they don’t want to know
Maybe
they don’t really care
But
I want to know
While
you are sleeping
Dreams
fill your head
Created
by a still active mind
When
they finish and your eyes open
Where
do your dreams go
Are
they lost forever as if erased
Or
is there a place where dreams are saved
Stored
for us for another time
Maybe
when I die my dreams will return
Almost
like the movies I used to watch
At
least I hope that I will see them again
Especially
all of the happy ones
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