Somewhere...

To sleep is to leave the conscious world,
to dream is to paint a picture
Another time, another place
the place in whihc we truly wish to be
Be it plain and simple,
daily life or nature's glory
Or a completely different dimension,
never experienced nor imagined
Emotion plays the greatest role,
during this mental wandering
Sparking fires that use as fuel,
our fears, our love, our hate
Dreams may frighten deeply
or grant freedom from one's burdens
But through joy and dark depression,
therepy for one's soul

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