Fleeting Dreams
Soft light, visions bloom,
Unfurling in silent grace,
Worlds built in the mind.
Then, day's harsh light, they all fade,
Whispers lost, on morning's breeze.
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Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2025
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