A dash of a dream
Distant reflections
Of life still unseen.
A
vague premonition
That
gathers momentumAnd quickens the soul
To excel with elation
Or
darkens our dreams
With
nightmares instead.
With
hope on the horizon
Of
an indistinct prospectWe wander in circles
To begin at the end.
Yet
tomorrow never knows
What may lie ahead.
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