Dreams
By Christopher Hollis
They're made every day,
At any time, at any place,
Constantly changing...
One's thoughts and emotions,
One's ultimate fantasies,
One's escape from reality.
A projection of creativity,
A walk of the mind,
A path to fulfilling one's goals.
The strive towards perfection,
The quest for knowledge,
Truly, what dreams are made of.
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