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by Angel Aug 13, 2008 category : Life, society / inspirational
I see my dreams, so precious, moving from hands to hands, holding the subtle string, so strong with love and care. Like a kite, in the sky I fly, My content so evaporated, with no destination, no reasons, Suffocating in the open air. Let me go, what way I want, Cease the bond and love. No heights can scare me, I know the path, I can lead. If ever dreams exit, life tangles, Nothing reaches the expectation. Holding the broken pieces back, I will learn to heal and mend. What if not a perfect circle, would compose and sense am alive. No matter failure or success, Will have something to call mine!