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In the realm of dreams, where shadows dance, A sphere unfolds, in a mystic trance. Blake's spirit, it gently calls, Asleep, awake, the dream sphere enthralls.
Within its bounds, a cosmos weaves, Where fantasy and reality cleaves. Eternal night, with stars agleam, A canvas vast, in the dreamer's dream.
The moon, a silver ship on high, Sails through the midnight, a silent sky. Infinite landscapes, ever shifting, In the dream sphere, reality is lifting.
Mountains whisper secrets untold, Valleys echo tales of old. Enchanted forests, with emerald hue, In the dream sphere, they come to view.
Celestial rivers, a liquid light, Flow through the dreamscape, pure and bright. Reflecting visions of the soul, In the dream sphere, the stories unfold.
Winged creatures soar on gossamer wings, Chasing the melody that the nightwind sings. A symphony of colors, a vibrant stream, In the dream sphere, reality may seem.
Faces of strangers, familiar and strange, Exchange glances in a cosmic exchange. Time loses its grip, a fluid stream, In the dream sphere, it's but a dream.
Oh, visionary Blake, your essence we find, In the dream sphere, where boundaries unwind. A poet's heart, a mystic's eye, In the realm of dreams, we touch the sky.

Description

In the realm of dreams, where shadows dance, A sphere unfolds, in a mystic trance. Blake's spirit, it gently calls, Asleep, awake, the dream sphere enthralls.
Within its bounds, a cosmos weaves, Where fantasy and reality cleaves. Eternal night, with stars agleam, A canvas vast, in the dreamer's dream.
The moon, a silver ship on high, Sails through the midnight, a silent sky. Infinite landscapes, ever shifting, In the dream sphere, reality is lifting.
Mountains whisper secrets untold, Valleys echo tales of old. Enchanted forests, with emerald hue, In the dream sphere, they come to view.
Celestial rivers, a liquid light, Flow through the dreamscape, pure and bright. Reflecting visions of the soul, In the dream sphere, the stories unfold.
Winged creatures soar on gossamer wings, Chasing the melody that the nightwind sings. A symphony of colors, a vibrant stream, In the dream sphere, reality may seem.
Faces of strangers, familiar and strange, Exchange glances in a cosmic exchange. Time loses its grip, a fluid stream, In the dream sphere, it's but a dream.
Oh, visionary Blake, your essence we find, In the dream sphere, where boundaries unwind. A poet's heart, a mystic's eye, In the realm of dreams, we touch the sky.