My Dreams


Few steps here and few steps there
I walk and run for the dreams those were spared
Some miles of blazing sand
And some miles of freezing wind
I walk and run for the dreams those in me instill
Hanging on the wall my broken dreams
Some ready to be mending
And some to be quietly deceased
Yet I walk and run for my dreams
To embrace them and the reality stream

~ An Empty Glass

 

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