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| Poem: Forgotten Dreams |
Forgotten Dreams: Christina Turner
What happens to a forgotten dream? Does it wait, knocking on the door. Does it come around nevermore.
Does it weap in sorrow. Waiting for tomorrow. Hoping someone will take it in. Does it sneak through the door, to the back of your mind. Does it come around ever again.
Will it wait for you forever? Will it come back never? Or will it drown in a pool of its tears? Will it sleep? Will it smile? Will you think for a while? Where did it go? Is it like it really seems? What happens to a forgotten dream?
Does it stay in the moment? Does it slowly fade away? Do you see it that often? Every week? Every day?
Where it goes, no one knows. Is it there, but invisible to you? Does it try to come back but break into two.
Does it slowly seap out? Or does it stay really neat? Does it stop and crust over, like a sugary sweet?
Does it sting like fire? Or does it replinish like water? Does it move like a steady stream? Who knows? What happens to a forgotten dream?
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