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yes that moon has been shinning down brightly
posted by
Lanetay
on November 18, 2013 at 5:55 PM
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lovely. I know that for me I am living my last and my best dream; my forever dream
posted by
Kabu
on November 18, 2013 at 4:48 PM
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It is tough when those dreams cease and/or when we know they cannot come true...
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 18, 2013 at 10:19 AM
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A wonderful poem, but untrue, as in pain the heart recedes, but even to this comes springs flowers when it is time for flowers and hope will rise eternal. For as one who was once in your position, I know it is true.
posted by
UtahJay
on November 18, 2013 at 4:01 AM
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No Dreams?
When you speak like a dream,
And sing the lullabys of moonlight to a restless heart?
No dreams?
When the hour of sleep comes
because of your angelic voice?
No, my friend.
You have weaved the dream,
and all the nightengales weep because you
have outsang them all.
posted by
ForeverPoet
on November 17, 2013 at 9:13 PM
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