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The dreamer awakens,

        To a world of dreams,

And aspirations,

        Filling to bust the seams,

Of the minds of those,

        Who walk a path,

That they alone have chose,

        Yet are filled with wrath,

At the fact that they cannot,

        Fulfill their dreams.

They stand rooted to the spot,

        Watching the crystal gleams,

Of the visions only they can see,

    That play within their hearts and minds.

And the dreamer sees that he can be,

    More than these with their simple minds,

For he alone can reach the peaks,

    And leap out and free,

And receive all he seeks.


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