Dreaming

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By moondaisy

I stood on top of a ski slope, In a dream, And thought: I wonder how far down it is? (Pointless I know) But then I saw the ocean, And thought: I want to swim all of it. Then I looked around, And I was on longer on that ground, I was here. But I'm not really here. It looks like it, But someday We'll all wake up And be happy.

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