Dreams, Poetry

Lost dreams

Walking into cities

said to be built of fiery passions

of all variety

yet I can only see

the many souls

drained of fervidity;

Praying

I won’t be like the many;

faded and adrift

in those cities of lost dreams.

 

 

 

 

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