I always dare to dream the dreams
But little shards disturb my sleep
When reality rips right through the seams
And all that’s left are the sighs that creep
From lips that tremble with the tears
Of wasted hopes and realised fears
A stifled cry, frustrated screams
My heart is sinking in defeat
I always dare to dream the dreams
Is this why I fear the sleep?
Serena Malcolm 
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