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Another poem written after waking up from a dream, its about how although people fight one another, if we put our hate aside, we can find something special deep within us all. We can find peace and friendship.

Awakening in a battle far from a fabled dream,
red and blue blaze at each other in a epic search,
Lending a hand but collecting protection,
Only to save them and stop the endless fighting.

Passing by all the anger despite the pain,
Speaking my heart to soothe it all,
There is no conflict between them at all,
Just one item that can move the hand of power.

A lonly man holds the key as people ignore and pass him by,
The royalty seen to possess the power yet found by him,
For within this sword holds the truth,
To unlocking the fogiving power to save.

The path layed before me I follow so carefully,
A lady calls to seek the aid and protection,
But her and I arn't the same for we were foes once seen,
With a gentle smile we part ways without raising arms of hate.

To the point that blocks the way held by friend and foe,
Together we strive to make way despite the pressure to conflict,
As purple the path opens up with the effort expended through love,
Into the room I enter alone to find a challange awaiting.

Befriending by laying down my heart and opening up to the red within,
To the window the sword was held high to reveal half the hidden,
With the key again its held high to find the home it sorely needs,
Light shining it turns to present the jewel as it all begins to fade.

What can we learn from events once passed,
Though through a dream it was all brought true,
The union as one we all hold dear,
Brought out before the eyes of one such as me.