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What happened to the dream I once held
in my arms tenderly
the one I nurtured with love and care
against the harshness of sun’s rays
the one I watched over
to see that nothing of harm came to be
and in the scented twilight sang melodies
to soothe the soul to a peaceful sleep
that dream that was once a reality
breathing and laughing joyously
welcoming the murky, mysterious morrows to be
with zeal that thunder through the days
ever growing
ever continuing to be
a beautiful dream that soothed me.