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Jan 2013
my Dreams are too big for my
head
She said
I told Her
but Darling those are the best
Ones
for Dreams inside heads have
no room to grow
no sunlight to feed on
no water to drink
but Dreams that burst through
can shoot up to the sky
can spread like vines
and bloom like gardenias
the only thing better,
I said
than a Dream that is too big
is a Dream that becomes
real
Isabel
Written by
Isabel  Middle of Nowhere, USA
(Middle of Nowhere, USA)   
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