"If this were my dream, someone
Would come to me now,
While moonlight hangs
On my lashes
Like tears.
If this were my dream, darkness
Would drift from me now,
While I run fast
Listening to
Nothing.
If this were my dream, lonely
Would end for me now,
While I sit quiet
Face on knees
Eyes closed."
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Little Tink's Lesson Journel
I write about somethings that are lessons or words of advice I think is important... or just what I need or want to say.
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