Walking down the same street,
We all move towards the horizon,
With different eyes to see things differently,
Moving towards different goals,
Leaving the dreams as accessories
Making our goal our necessity
When the sun sets at the horizon
Blinding us with total confusion
Up shines in the sky
Our dreams at a distance, unreachable
Looking over the horizon
The pitch darkness smirked
While the mourning moon hung by,
Looking at us with a sad smile
Afterall dreams were just accessories,
That we chose to leave for success
Without realising it was the dream
that kept us going all along
-D_R
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After Dusk
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