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#6

A Dream

Mmarie123

Oct 17, 2016

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A dream was dreamed,

or so it seemed.

The tiny dreamed disappeared,

then out of fear, shouted "Be cleared."

All the vines of doubt, death and gore,

they were now no more.

The dream grew and grew,

until it felt like new.

The dream wanted power,

it grew past the tallest tower.

A nightmare had rose,

and everyone I suppose,

Had a new fear at it's best.

Everyone cleared, to have the fear of death.

Once rid, you fear of return,

that is when death's insides start to churn.

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