dream
What do you dream so ... ?
What is it - that you may make your life ... over and over again ... perhaps not every day but often ... again and again .. or even one time ...
What needs to happen so you can say at the end - "I had my chance," and what it is dictated to you. Is it the desire for individualism, the injected us what we want?
I wonder what you dream, what you hope and think ... what is in you in every Skunder of life, perhaps without you always know. The spark can ignite it all in one tiny moment ... gives you the power over all other life and want to break the world into a thousand splinters colorful leaves.
Life itself with the myriad of possibilities it offers, the wonderful beauty and the brute force of pure energy ...
what you're dreaming!
by a sky full of stars
? very clear and pristine, down all the lights on you and you call your own size in the universe to the fully conscious? Of these, like the grass tickling your skin under you ... soft and cool, from the first tentative thaw the night ...
From the nature next to you which you can use all the parts ... intimate friendship or romantic love, no matter why and detached from all form and all the will. Pure and hard thoughts of perfect love and simple float and let inneinander traps.
I dream forever to draw ... my thoughts forever can spread and fly on the creativity of freedom. Uninhibited by boundaries such as shame or restraint. Open and honest ..
of togetherness without thought
music to drive
and a future ...
Without dreams we are just very existence .. However, with our arrogance, we are all more than we can ever imagine ...
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