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Jul 2013
Never has her feet placed firmly on the ground;
always tip-toeing in her high heels,
thinking that she never belong to the ground -
nor to our earth.

She dreams of many things,
one shall never know the bounds of her reach.
been told off by realists many a time -
she continually reaches both hands up in the sky,
and tries to pull herself off the ground constantly.

She believes,
she fantasises,
she achieves.


She is the dreamer,
she lives inside each and every one of you.

Listen to her gentle whispers in the sound night,
for she will teach you how to fly.
Alas! if you fall,
the realists will be around to dust you off,
and help you stand back on the ground.
Written by
theinsatiate  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
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