we talk of possibilities
from alternate realities
those learned from printed paper lines
those wonderful but never mine
and dwelling dreaming is a heart
so long till paradise must part
why I can't dream by day no more
is protecting my heart worthy for
Because dreams are just that
a fantasy
While longing for them
leaves misery
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paper poetry II
PoetryCalliope, Erato, Euterpe A little collection of rhymes and poems for you to read if you like. The collection is always growing. The refrenced books, music or films aren't mine, but inspirational. Second poetry book of my paper poetry.
