What is this Plane?

Dreamland shows me my subconscious and the spirits

It revealed my birth mother's mental ticks. 

I recognize the fortress 

And even feel the luck it forces. 

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Gratitude is beyond doubt, the most special action I can shout

The one person that perished, made me feel alive and careless.

I will never have such a considerate friend

Her ghost had such a tedious plan 

My habits died and will never be seen again. 

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I close my eyes and see these sparkles, 

Where my ancestors sit and await my troubles.

I escape this wretched plan,

What is Dreamland? 

The bullet's hole,

The daunting spirit says, "Any other mother could love what grows."

What is this plane?

A place where emotions remain.