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Feb 2019
Breathing in
breathing out
feeling my ribs and its elasticity, while
taking baby steps like I never walked before.
For the first time, I hope
this walk is no means to an end.
Walking on endless fluffy clouds,
the three colored leaves, the fluffy gold retriever
won't even lure my eyes
With you. Like a full baby,
my smile says everything.

Every breath was just a means to surviving
Every step was just a means to a cave
All the three-star meals
was an excuse to watch tv
Looking down from the apex of ignorance
I thought the clock was mine,
I dreamed the gold will be mine,
hallucinating our journey would reach across the horizon
to slowly smile at you.

Puffy eyes and wet pillows say it all
I am digging my own grave to get to the clouds
while another sun shines on my back.
Again, closing my eyes just for another walk
on that fluffy night cloud.

I heard dreams come true.
I wish that was true.
Love you.

Dreams Come True
@pablublu
Written by
Peter Jeong
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