Poetry

A Dream

Wake up, eat, sleep

Wake up, eat, sleep

Currently the sound of my tiresome routine of a life

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Although to many this routine life is heaven

A Perfect Picture

But I cannot help but yearn for more

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To change the world somehow

Through an invention or cure

Or to solve what is deemed impossible

To create peace within the world

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But Alas a dream is but a dream

If I do not set into the outside world

SarcasticbeautyQueen Xx (B.A)

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