This poem is talking about an escape from the horrible real world. Everything dying, its creepy, greatness never lasts, everything dies. If you go to dreamland, then the view is full of radiance and no one can ever spoil the dream. No one can control it except you and your mind. It shows in the poem how your dream ends once the real world comes around. Then your dream land is gone, until the next time you go.

Control in this is how you have control over your own life and no one else does. No matter how bad things may get, you have a place to hide where you can be enchanted. No one can control you, no matter how big or powerful, you make your own decisions.


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