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The Dream



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My head lies at the corner of my square shaped bed.
My eyes peering into the stillness of an empty roof. 
Endless thoughts are settling with ease, I am gathering the ones i want to keep. 
An image glares past my eyeballs and there you are.....

It's crystal clear I can almost count the tinted expressions on your face.
A world of smileys are in-printed on your oval face.
I particularly like the one-eye gun salute the way one eye shoots open while the other creases shut, a clear reflection of who you are. A tickle of laughter stammers my expression of you. I feel like we are in a different world now,  a different space in time, like Mars is holding me captive.  You are far away, beyond the misty mountains of Africa.
I am tempted to flee paradise because everything my mind chants is good to be true. I want to run away , run past the champs of the valley, cross the canopy of the highlands and land to the Egypt of the sun.
I want to find you there. 
Don't let this be a dream. I don't want to gaze up to this whiteness of a roof!
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