Spin the tales of lonely thoughts
Round and round they go, enter the dreamweaver to make them come alive
Bright colors of happy dreams, dark eerie ones of the nightmares
Deeper and deeper you fall into sleep, not knowing how it will all be, you grasp onto the thoughts you hold so dear, but the dreamweaver doesn’t care.
What will your dreams hold tonight? or do you really want to know?
Virginia N Fred
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Colors and lines enhanced in photoshop