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Just a Dream

When yesterday seemed but a dream A figment of thoughts wished to be seen A life that which could never be A moment of truth to never set free Held in the place of etheral light To never be witnessed in true sight Only to live in an old memory For dreams are not real No matter how much you wish they could be...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 2/3/2012 11:35:00 AM
Nice written like your poem. - oxox hugs Laila
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Kimberly Anne
Date: 2/3/2012 11:42:00 AM
Thank you :)
Date: 2/3/2012 11:34:00 AM
Yes I am agree...no matter how much you whis they could be real.Wery good Kimberly. - oxox love Anne-Lise
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Kimberly Anne
Date: 2/3/2012 11:42:00 AM
Thank you :)
Date: 1/31/2012 6:58:00 AM
It is exciting to see the replenishment of new poetry here everyday when I log on. I enjoy the diverse poetry so I am never bored by most of what I read. I am happy to have read your poetry this morning Kimberly. I hope that you might be able to find the time to read some of the other poetry here also. Love, Carol
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Date: 1/30/2012 6:43:00 PM
This is a true poem, and nicely written. I enjoyed reading it, dreams are stange, but they arent real, I agree. (smile)
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Kimberly Anne
Date: 2/3/2012 11:41:00 AM
Thank you :)
Date: 1/30/2012 2:22:00 PM
Smile ˜ Well, if Joseph hadn't have believed his own then Mary would have become the now a days trend in this world in this, a single mother * I could go on and on about the significance and absloute Truth of countless dreams and even those prophsied to be at the end of days but, I really do not feel the need yet, some Dreams, Are very Real. * My love, Always, John!:) ˜
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Kimberly Anne
Date: 1/30/2012 2:34:00 PM
Thanks for the comment... but if it becomes real that it would no longer be just a dream it would then become reality...

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