Tis said that great folks share the same minds, thus today I had a dream( Martin Luther king Jr), but mine is basic as only in their dreams can men be truly free, twas always thus and thus will be. I imagine a calm and quiet kind of sleep, the church bells are sounding in the distance, astounding too for I am prepared , Don't cry I feel it coming I'm not afraid or am I, invite my friends, only to those who won't cry, I lived the best I could. reminisce,miss and obviously kiss, tell the tale of my romantics. play me that song "and the walls came tumbling down in the city that we love" Pompeii Bastille. No relation just love the song,it should play in the background as someone reads my eulogy, save me a song to dance and record laughter and voice notes to place in my box, I'll be listening. don't cry over my rest place, face the sky and enjoy the sunrise, run into the rain and dance with the willow tree, get a cold, write to me, promise to listen all day and anytime of course, see you later but come soon to visit, to my dream not many hope for death or accept it as it is but it's calm and I like calm.Till next time, to my next life I wish to fear death or rather long for living. I might just be tired or this may all be a dream but how pleasant it is, no more of this or that endless agony . ~