Forever Dreamer

What dreams may come, wrought with desire and anguish, joy and wonderment. In the mind we are safe to dream beyond our ability and fly above reality. Life is beautiful when we see a glimpse of such paradoxity through our carnal, mortal eyes. Blinded by the hope of what those dreams could mean and the possibility that existed not yesterday. What hope, what joy, what lightness of air all around. Mystical and believable, reality and the dream clash like waves upon the shore. Turing back and looking at the life before me I know that what dreams may come, come in my reality.

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