By Cosmic Dreamer

As sleep envelopes the mind, dreams commence,
The artist within paints the landscape of my dream.
A fantasy land of lush green grass and fresh summer blooms,
My spirit warmed by the golden rays of sunlight.
It is neither night nor day, but a timeless twilight,
A time that exists between the waking and the sleeping world.
My life’s story unfolds upon this canvas of painted dreams,
My hopes and fears, my loneliness, my dreams and all my desires.
All I have ever been, all that I could ever be,
A timeless portrait of a dreamer’s deepest desires…

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