This poem goes along with my story later on.  3nodding  
Part of a dream 
When everything you hope for 
Seems like a dream 
It's there but 
So unrealSo far away 
You can't touch it 
You want it 
You long for it 
But it constanly eats away at you 
It's not infront of you 
You can't touch it 
Or hold it 
Like you long to 
So it's no there 
It's not real 
It's just a part of you like a dream
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