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Nov 2014
I was left to wander this wasteland
of broken dreams
and uncover their shattered remains
hidden, embedded into the sand of time
lost in a golden desert, forgotten
I unearth them
like an archeologist digging up ancient bones
magical and weatheredΒ Β 
the fossils of dreams
are beautifully tragic
melancholy nostalgia
donna valenz
Written by
donna valenz  California
(California)   
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