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Woken dreams

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By Jasmine Watkins Published 6 years ago 1 min read
Woken dreams

Where am I ? I feel cold air brushing up against my cheeks. I hear a loud train like sound all around me. Am I awake? The sky is falling down, can I touch a cloud ? Sand all around me, no grass in site . But maybe I might play a song and make some music tonight. Chess pieces invading my space as if I’m apart of the game. All I want to do is get out of this dream.... strange things I see, hear and taste . Mmm if I fly away will it be a waste ? I’m stuck in this place unconsciously conscious! Someone help me escape this woken dream , wake me up and let me breathe . I look different , this isn’t even me . What the hell was I thinking about before I went to sleep ? Can you hear me ? Yeah you ! I’m just here pretty much stuck! Please just wish me the best of luck . Sincerely me, awake in a woken dream...

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    Written by Jasmine Watkins