This is MINE, so don't try to steal it. The first four lines mean a lot to me, it was the first poem [thingy] that I ever wrote, but I never added anything onto it.

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You're living in a dream world

Where the skies are always blue

And the grass is always green

But don't you realize it will never really be true?

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Falling out of place

Breaking up your finds

Taking deep breaths

And closing your own mind

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Just focus on me

I will lead you to the light

You don't know what you'll see

Bringing back your sight

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Don't think this will be fun

It's out of your hands now

Just follow the sun

When there is no place left to run

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With every life there's happiness

And a whole lot of fear

You have to go now

But know, that I will always be near

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Mystic

My college age sister wanted it to be

"Just follow the sun

When there's no place left to run from the plow truck"…but I didn't know she had been smoking at the time, so I went with the first one.