We're told to dream, to make great plans

We're given praise for thoughts deemed grand

With eyes tightly shut, Imagination births

It slowly rises up, ascending from the Earth...

With time and distance, the dream loses form

A premature bubble, popped. The heart is torn

We may moan, and we may groan...

But alas, a new bubble is about to form.

Maybe this is it. The one that will soar

Only time will tell.

For now, just dream... and then dream some more.

  ~A. Galper 


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