There's no place like Home

Dreams are the rhythm that my heart beats to
They let me explore my fantasies and worlds I've not been through
Dreams are my escape from the harsh reality
They take me to various places I could never be
Dreams cannot be substituted in any way
It's all in my mind, unfolding like a play
So let me have my dreams so I can roam
They are the only true place I can call home

AEM - 1992

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