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My dream of a new land, Of ignorance come truth. I sat atop a peak And found myself unmoved. Ancient wisdom of ash In which I found just dust. Oh, Truth! You stole my dream, now I'm cold atop the peak
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Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 7:26 PM UTC
Lost Horizons
My dream of a new land, Of ignorance come truth. I sat atop a peak And found myself unmoved. Ancient wisdom of ash In which I found just dust. Oh, Truth! You stole my dream, now I'm cold atop the peak
About achieving a dream and realising it wasn't all that you hoped it would be. The pain of the real takes away your fantasy that kept you moving.
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20/M/London
Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 7:26 PM UTC
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