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Poetry By: together we will make it


Submitted:Jun 9, 2009    Reads: 15    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

A dream is like a blossom.
It blooms when it comes true.
Dreams are a passion,
inexplainable yet true.
Full of indescribable things,
waiting just for you.
Giving you hope for what's to come,
hoping it comes true.
Filled with light and with dark.
Guiding to the truth.
Many paths for you to chose.
don't hold your breath,
look straight ahead.
Your drea, could be waiting around the next bend.
Maybe closer, maybe further.
You won't know until you reach the end.
This is a dream, it's not pretend.
But whatever you do, you must know,
that there's someone always waiting for you.
Now close your eyes and go to sleep,
For you my friend,
have life to meet.


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