I dream my dreams
In the middle of each night
To soar above the clouds
I dream to fly
I dream to look upon the world
From the highest peak of the highest star
To look upon the Earth
From a distance, from afar
I dream of wispy clouds
As I continue to dream in the night
I dream of angel wings
That happen to fit just right
But a dream is worst
When open your eyes burst
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Poems
PoetryThis is a book of some poems I've written recently. Some are about me, some are about books, and some are about something else entirely. Either way, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.
