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Dreams & Nightmares

Feeling sorry, sad and melancholy
What I know and what I hear
What I think and what I fear
What i’m told and what I do
Shadows, dreams and nightmares
Reality is fiction, Twisted by the madness
One time he asked “do you ever feel you’re just a part of someone’s dream?”
Not tonight, tonight it’s someone’s nightmare
Tonight the gallant knight rescues the young prince from poisoning
Tonight, chivalrous indeed, the Queen suspended he did repair,
And the knight rides off into the night, moonlight glinting on his shining armour
Within which hides the lowly troll.

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Skylar Smythe said…
I am still here. Come find me in Second Life Greg. Just search for Skylar Smythe.

I will invite you over to my Second Life home, sit in front of the fire and share.

I know you because I have been where you are. And I know how it feels.
December 12, 2008 at 11:56 AM
Skylar Smythe said…
One more item of sychronicity.... when you went to Earl Rowe Park... you were in my home town of Alliston.

I grew up in Alliston from age 5-26 and still have family there. That park is actually holy ground for me :) Many nice memories there.

How's that for random dear?
December 12, 2008 at 12:02 PM
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