“…tell me your dreams What could they be? Whether nightmares or horrors or fantasies to see???? What are they made of? Do you think they are real? Once they lurk in the night, what can you feel? Imagination Yes, thats what it is A world of laughter, depression and things you STILL MISS???? These dreams of ours will echo in our heads Theyll stay there forever until the earths death!!! The delightful obscurity unknown to all men A favorite question from centuries back then So, my friend WHAT ARE YOUR DREAMS? I shall ask once more The universe is wondering but in our minds they still soar”
