Sunday, November 23, 2008
What dreams may come
W hat dreams may come on nights when we await the sun, so tired, so awake, remembering smiles, recalling mistakes, when memories we thought had long been gone return to haunt and make us pay for the arrogance of thinking we could put them away. What dreams may come when on a lonely bed we lay and we close our eyes reluctant to admit we are scared, knowing we are powerless, but still afraid to pray, realizing we are nothing and yet feeling we are there, pons of destiny, without a will, without a...
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