If I could stay within my dreams,
not forced to live reality,
I could climb the mountains high,
touch a star and reach the sky.
I could fly with wings unclipped,
dream in color to my heart's content,
never having to touch the ground,
claim each pearl as mine when found.
Reality mixed with sunshine and rain,
and sanity crossing over into insanity.
Some dreams fulfilled, but others still,
remain in life, a bitter pill.
In my mind, I live my dreams,
travel far and reach for stars,
But then reality pulls me back down,
And places my feet back on the ground.
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