A lil slam poem

I used to be able to dream of --
Nothing but dark nights
Raining and street lights
Silence and cold
Mysteries unfold
Now I mighty dream of --
Clear sky and meadow
Resting and laughing instead of
The doom and gloom
What a future to have --
In the present --
Where all you ever dreamed of was;
Was to be changed so soon
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