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| Your Dreams 2005 "Your dreams," my heart does speak, "Is Heaven's tiny leak." A subconscious awake, a taste so real, A chance to touch, to know, to feel. The guards are down, the path is clear, It shows what lies so far and yet so near. Pride holds your hand, but doubt holds you tight, Fear stops you from doing what's right. So, what you see, is what you did, A second not forgotten and no longer hid. Reconcile! Be set free! And know what living is meant to be. Michelle Boisot, 18 |