Where Dreams Sleep

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: January 31, 2011

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Submitted: January 31, 2011



It was night time, and I was soaring through the sky.

Not a care in the world as a touched the sky,

slept on the clouds,

breathed the pure air,

flew past the moon,

tasted the dew.

Bound by nothing.

The line between real and unreal was erased.

Everything and anything was possible.

And I looked upon every precious sleeping head.

Not caring if they were black or white, because the world isn't.

Not caring if they were straight or gay, because we are all still humans.

Just looking upon every boy or girl, man or woman as they slept.

And I gazed at the beautiful landscape.

The mountains that commanded the earth with great force.

The valleys that lay beneath.

The crystal like rivers.

The scorthed deserts, and the frozen tundras.

The clear plains, and the thick jungles.

As I flew in the silent night I saw everything and how beautiful it is.

How much man truely loved man.

How they respected everything around them.

How much loved for, man, creature and land alike, there is in this world.

And then I woke up.

Because we all have to at some point.

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