a nightmare floated about,
dropping lower and lower,
right into her eyelids.
she tossed and turned and screamed and cried.
but she never opened her big beautiful brown eyes.
The nightmare grew and became her reality.
She lives it day to day, night to night, dusk to dusk.
Once upon the midnight hour, a spark in the sky makes a wish come true.
But only sometimes does the wish get lost and someone else's dreams become your reality.
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