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"Dreamland"

When reality hits,
You'll know it fits,
In this world all your own,
And dreamland will no longer be,
The place you call your home,
But until that day,
I hope and pray,
Your dreamland is like heaven,
Cause if it's not,
I'll tell you what,
I don't know why you're livin'.

Author: Keith Ball