WHERE DREAMS ESCAPE
There's a vail between,Earth and space.
A place that's never been.
A waiting space,
Hidden from the human race.
A void where nothings believed
Where dreams take shape,
Wether your asleep,
Or stay awake.
A hidden world,
In outer space a place,
Were thoughts take shape.
Then travel on the solar winds,
Down to world's like earth,
Where life itself begins.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2026-04-26 at 00:51
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