Life’s Dreams
I searched the sky, my wandering eye. A glance that could not be forestalled. What was I searching for? A chance to sail, To flee...
I searched the sky, my wandering eye. A glance that could not be forestalled. What was I searching for? A chance to sail, To flee...
Timid creatures are we. True spirit do we lack, to take hold of life and fulfill our dreams. No we cloak instead, our life in...
Sometimes the quietude, is the beauty that overwhelms. Unable to sit with oneself, on edge because all you have at the moment is the company...
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