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Poetry By: Juli Monat

Dreaming doesn't cost a cent, just a few

Submitted:Dec 1, 2012    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


When? I come back from this journey

of the never, never, land,

I'll be free,

I will be blessed,

Nothing more, nothing less,

I am the ugly duckling from my dreams,

Having peaches and cream,

And no need to scream, He says,

Nothing more, nothing less

Let me manage those fears of my scare,

That, I could take care,

Have some rest, do your best,

Nothing more, nothing less,

Some, want to take me out, some are

Already dead,

Cold on the plough, dig to South,

Where is my hope? Peace in Rest

Nothing more, Mor-A-Les.

Copyright (c) 2006


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