The dreams I have are not to be
Scattered moments, here and gone
As grains of sand thrown in the sea
Meandering maze of reverie
Rooms where sun has never shone
The dreams I have are not to be
Woven hope becomes undone
The gathering lost eternally
As grains of sand thrown in the sea
The dreams I have are not to be
wordinthehand2013
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