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Following Dreams

wrapped around ceramic dreams I never knew would show to afraid to break the mold of what I’ve come to know sifting darkness into dust to find a ray of light echoes shatter silence in the middle of this night i picture memories in my mind as if these thoughts were true where once forgotten snapshots are images of you standing in the background is a painting focus clear a mural lit with sunlight of what I wish were near i’ll hold on to this treasure of what might come to be in a season not so far away where I can set it free

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Date: 12/15/2015 2:53:00 PM
This reminds me of many of the memories I have of one person...dreams gone to the past. But your imagery is very poignant and beautifully crafted. One question...In line 3, don't you mean "too afraid to break the mold"?
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