In Dreams

Where worlds collide
in systems far beyond
and people love and laugh
as I visit and pass

Places of my own creation
in sleep free to dream
without limits or bounds
new places I have found

Current and friends past
can have a talk and laugh
at the absurd world out there
when life is hard to bear

The architect of dream scapes
I build as I may please
until the morning light
and say goodbye to the night

Stoic Poetry

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