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When I was young, I had a dream, Just a small house, down by a stream, Far away from all that mattered, All the dreams that ended shattered, Just a home where I could roam, And be me.... Call it causality, maybe reality, Call it a God, who looks Tearfully, down at me, Call it an arrogance, call it ambition, Never conformed, you can call it Attrition, Call it a fantasy, call it My lunacy, call it my dream... But in my madness, and still, In my sadness, There's something I cling to with hope and a prayer That one day I'll find it, or worse, Leave behind it, but still it remains Like the chains that bind it to me... When I was young I had a dream, Just a small house, down by a stream, Call it a fantasy, call it My lunacy, call it my dream...
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Apr 25, 2023
Apr 25, 2023 at 11:27 AM UTC
When I was young...
When I was young, I had a dream, Just a small house, down by a stream, Far away from all that mattered, All the dreams that ended shattered, Just a home where I could roam, And be me.... Call it causality, maybe reality, Call it a God, who looks Tearfully, down at me, Call it an arrogance, call it ambition, Never conformed, you can call it Attrition, Call it a fantasy, call it My lunacy, call it my dream... But in my madness, and still, In my sadness, There's something I cling to with hope and a prayer That one day I'll find it, or worse, Leave behind it, but still it remains Like the chains that bind it to me... When I was young I had a dream, Just a small house, down by a stream, Call it a fantasy, call it My lunacy, call it my dream...
Just a small poem I wrote this morning. I had a dream of what I would call my perfect reality, and decided To share it here. I hope you like it. After all, we all have our dreams...
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35/M/Houston, Texas
Apr 25, 2023
Apr 25, 2023 at 11:27 AM UTC
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