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Death of a Dream
Death of a Dream by Amy Swanson Time existence goes by *long drawn out sigh* gray transforming overbearing the happy once joyful exuberant bright cheerful eclectic becoming shadows misty vapor rising to the sky fleeting... gone. Days gone by weeks and months and years motions of life crowd out emotions of life This unrecognized yet all too familiar place... This is where dreams are born. This is where dreams die. Spark of light soft golden struggles against darkened mire hope's ashes faith's grief love's despondence Marigold hue charred sphere of night envelopes Streaks and smudges of pride vanity selfishness cruelty deface life's canvas once glowing brilliant -- now torn and tainted. This unrecognized yet all too familiar place... This is where dreams are born. This is where dreams die. Silence... utter chaos... sheer madness consuming life - they don't know. They don't care. They go about *busily* trading dreams spiritual riches for material fantasies built with air. Colorless consumes the bright one small spark daring dream chasing burgeoning shadows until exhausted extinguished... no more. This unrecognized yet all too familiar place... This is where dreams are born. This is where dreams die.
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Book: Shattered Sighs