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Lucid Dreaming I burn this candle to be my light, To unveil my path in the dark of night. While asleep I awake in my dream, And realize things are not as they seem. Thoughts surround me provoke my mind, Awake my unconscience overcome what I find. Restrict dual hands from turning around, What I am in search of I have not found. No fades in color do not give way, Grant me endurance...at least until day! Louis Martorano
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