Poetic Mind
Friday, January 20, 2012
Dream
I hide my dreams in a box
I put on it a golden lock
I wait for them to fully sprout
then i carefully take them out
Once out I set them free
I just hope they don't get eaten by a bee
I wish all my dreams come true
when they fly in the sky that's blue
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