The Dream That Is Life
My dream of my
Life
Has faded with
Age
I walk through
this life
And just keep
turning the page
We recollect
and we look back
Never expecting our
present
and never seeing the
attack
The attack of the
Future
is always at our heels
But our heads still tilt
towards the ground
and we choose not to
feel
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