Dear Dream (can I even say that)
I gotta say, you're very annoying. I don't know why people call you a dream, when I'd define you more as a wish, a fantasy, a hope for something that I want.
I never saw you when I was in slumber, nor did you flash before my eyes as a vision. You were planted into my conscience and you've been there most my life. You would be a friend if you were not so naggingly annoying. But I can't hate you.
Nope I don't work hard for you or put in extra effort, but you're a dream so when ever I visit you, it's with full determination and passion, because really, you are a big part of me.
YOU ARE READING
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