Fantastical Dreams Kendall Elder I dreamt of giants The ones bigger than houses. Whose steps made me fly And could squish me without batting an eye So I dreamt of pixies The ones that fit in my palm The ones who jumped when I stepped And oh, how I hated it when they wept Instead, I was into a traveler, The stars my guide. I saw fields of gold, And seas of copper. But the stars don’t talk, And the gold lost its shine. I felt alone, With no one by my side. My last dream was of you, With eyes that shined And spoke a million words. I didn’t need anymore.
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