A Gift of Dreams
Life fastly comes and goes
sometimes in misery
sometimes in happiness
Easy for today
what whait us when
we close our eyes
No one knows only dreams
Who is afraid of the truth
knows how much is real
The truth sleeps
inside us as a
gift that we hardly open
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