I'm afraid because my dreams are becoming far-off possibilities.
I hope for an awakening, to feel wind in my face in a world I question no more and want not to question.
If you only knew the dreams you occupy, the heart you melt. And again at times I find myself smiling. Smiling with something more than lips and teeth -- with a warmth all-encompassing.
Laterness.
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