Distant Dreams
Distant dreams guide me far,
they are what I live for,
I conjure them up every day,
they form here for a permanent stay,
its not that I am always on path,
it is not rare that I stray,
my dreams get me back on my way,
my dreams are soft and far,
they are the future ajar,
sometimes they are brought near,
at that moment I catch my breath dear,
as I get them in my pocket,
my happiness simply rockets,
otherwise I plummet deep,
in blue despair,
only to get up and revise,
the dream that got me wise.
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