the clock struck 12
up came the moon
closing the call i mumbled
'dear, see you soon...'
no, not tomorrow
not again over the phone
i'll see you today
i'll see you now
in the land of dreams
where we've both flown
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"i like the world of my dreams because there's no one there to judge me and ask me, why?"
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poetry shots
Poetrya moment in time when everything seems fine turn on your playlist and cherish it with a rhyme *** welcome to 'poetry shots' - a collection of bite-sized poems
