A Collection of Poetry From Moonbeams Dreams are lovely visionsA daily tally of our decisionsDreams are a nightly conveyingA soundless movie wistfully playingDreams are our hopes and wantsA memory that hangs on and hauntsDreams make us smile and often cryBut when morning comes, we say goodbyeThat is until we write them into a bookAnd invite the rest of the world in to lookWhat will others think of our lovely dreamsThese words that are formed from...
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