an ode to the dreamer

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I admire the artist

who's painting is so real,

I could walk into it and never want to come back.


I admire the musician

who's music makes me feel

things that I didn't know were there.


I admire the dancer

who's fluid movements tell me 

of passion, love, and loss.


I admire the author

who's very words 

can transport me to another world.


But most of all...


I admire the dreamer.


The dreamer is all of those things

and none.

For without the dreamer,

I would have nothing to admire.



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