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yESTERDAYS dreams
A childs dream, endless and high
knows no bounds, but only joy
there is nothing that can't be done
all so easy, sun, moon & fun
whether it's going to mars,
or to make a time machine
something for the world's benefit
easier said than done
and as the time elapses,
an imaginery fence grows
a fence so long and strong
which forbids to realise the dream,
and on further way,
the dream is lost
new dimensions arise,
aim becomes a flame
burns wild in the heart,
the soul becomes lame
