Act 6
Follow the dreams to the end of the sky.
And follow them home again
Until the next time we meet
And part ways.
We'll never know what was missed
Or lost in the moment
Of hopelessness, love, forget, romance;
Remember this
All good things last
And bad things crumble under the glaze of
honesty lies
Feel free
For yourself
To live
Here. Now
In the moment.
(C) locketheart
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