Dream land

You drift slowly to sleep
As it overcomes you
You feel euphoria
As though the problems
Of the world are mere specks
On the palate of your life

You feel the joy of peace
And the pain of war
But it doesn’t matter
You are free from it all
You can fly off to wonderland
You are all that matters

You become a pirate in the Caribbean
A soldier in the great army
An eagle in the sky
You are all that you want
You are all that you need
Everything is perfect

Then you wake up
All the problems come at once
You are subject to the joy and pain of love
You are alive
You are always in a shadow
Of some greater cause and problem

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