
All dreams break-
Into shreds,
At times exploding,
Into a million little pieces,
Yet,
some survive,
The test of time.
Waiting-
For that stroke-
Where erupts,
Crystalline miracles!
Dreams,
That push us along,
That edge,
Towards-
Living.
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I like it very very much.Me always love that thin line between words and nothingness.You have that skill.
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Dreams do push us along, towards, living, the ones that truly we live by...:) Such a wonderfully crafted poem!
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