A thousand angels rise and fall I pass them by and kiss them all ì dance with clouds we twist and turn my body made of light must return to the earth so as I fall back down to life into my bed beside my wife I wake with a smile I'll do it again in a while m
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Mik (Pseudonym) (
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Lucid dreams can be a most entertaining and enlightening thing. A poem that fills one with the joy of dreaming.
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