Dreams



Dreams



Soaring high and seeing the beautiful sunlit sky.

Seeing what no one else has ever seen before.

No one will ever see this beauty for they have not your eyes or your heart.

No one can capture these two things; if the did, they’d capture your dreams.

As we all know, dreams cannot be captured ‘cept for the soul.

If they could, they wouldn’t be yours but everyone’s, thus killing the happiness.

Killing the happiness kills the dream, which kills all love.

Without love we are nothing and remain nothing forever.

Dreams are everything to life.

Live through your dreams, for your dreams, and never let them go.

For if you do, a part of you goes with them.

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