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R.E.M.
#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams... Wanting to stay lost where I lay,As the hours dwindle away,Illusively I say"I know I'm dreaming" to the people I see.Mostly they just stare back at me.As I jump up to the sky,Flying high, very high.Looking down on the ground to the ants all around.I smile to myself ,Putting my powers to the test ,I continue to rest.Please don't wake me up! Don't knock on my door,My mind is a playground I love to explore.As a wolf chases me I leap up in a tree and reach out in the dark and right there in the bark is s a secret place that is safe,I pop up to a house where there's a family cook out ,The wolves must be crazily looking around becouse I disappeared no scent left to be found . I'm in REM! Maybe I'll see you around.
© Ocean