Just a thought.
Dreams are the imagination of the soulIf combined with reality
Would yours become whole?
But if a dream is just a dream
For which you give no scope
Then you have taken mans imagination
And left him without hope
They can't be seen except in sleep
Or as an aim will slowly creep
Within the confines of your mind
Awaiting birth to be refined.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-12-11 at 12:45
Tags Dreams




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