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When I sleep, I dream.
I dream of places I've never been,
physically and emotionally.
I dream of what could have been and what could be.
But most of all, I dream of love.
Love is what makes the world turn,
yet is what throws a monkey wrench in our lives time after time!
We cannot live with it,
yet we cannot live without it.
Without love, we are nothing.
It is amazing to me how many people say
that they have no one who loves them,
yet they miss the most open expression of love.
Someone who bleeds for them and dies for them.
Yet they miss it
and they wallow in their self-pity.