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They flow in streams,
Scores of them everyday
Hued in desires
And expectations
Unreal they seem,
Yet what makes you think,
Real they couldn't be?
For dreams, they are
As promising as elusive
As concrete as slick
They make, and break
Yet they remain,
Flowing in streams,
Some consumed
And dissolved
Some half chewed
Some undigested
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