my dream my dream my dream
hold fast to dream
for if dream die
life is a broken winged bird
that cannot fly
my dream my dream my dream
hold fast to dream
for when dream goes
life is a barren field
frozen with snow
dream are the back of life
my dream my dream my dream
all people dream but not equally
those who dream by night
in the dusty recess of their mind
wake in the morning
that it's was vanity
my dream my dream my dream
but the dreamers of the day are dangerous people
for they dream their dream with open eyes
and make them come true
dream are the back bone of life.
©bamidele
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