There are many types of dreams I could speak of. Those of late nights and that of the future. That of
stellar content and those of mid-day biology class. The ones of nights are of comfort and the love, but
some betray the aspect of ‘sleeping tight’. The ones that tear through the fabric of time and space, and
some that takes you to a new level of insanity. Some are for collage, some for children, and some for a
million dollar car. Some that let take a journey half way across the world in a matter of seconds with
out leaving your seat. Those of wonder, swirling, riveting ideas. But all in all there are many, and only
the ones with a pure heart may be true.
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