Surrendered trustingly to the foggy dreamworld
She drifts, bobbing up and down, on the river of memories and
Imaginings stirred lazily into one entity
Her deepest longings and greatest fears smile at her
They caress her and embrace her sturdy, ghost-like frame
Fear's embrace, the sweetest, is full of tenderness
And turns the swirling silver world into vivid colors of trust
And all that remains of dreams is a shimmering mirage
Of Hope, the guardian of fantasy
Undaunted and confident, Hope waits patiently for Fear
Finds his power only in the false land of darkness
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