Seeing My Dreams
I stand upon the mountains
And gaze across the misty lands
I look down upon a single flower
Which grew in a bed of sand
I stand and look at he broad bright sky
Watching the clouds sail by
I stand, listening to all the sounds
That echo throughout the night
I stand alone, above a pool of water
As I gaze into the stream
I see my future, I see my past,
And I also see my dreams.
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