Dreams follow us down each path tread whilst children dream of flying free as the ceiling falls away to reveal blackest night and stars
other dreams tarnish in light of day youth is vanquished and vanishes revealing the harshness of life's littering dreams hidden beneath its' debris
held in the ire of those who are envious of those who dare to dream tethered by a thread stronger than the spider's woven web and devoid of a destination
yet it is the ironic situation they intuit themselves immersed in as they observe fragments of memory creeping closer a breath away
delivering the ultimate realization they too have dreams longing to wake thirsting for a heart to beat within which has lain dormant too long in youth not lost but sleeping
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