A transparent sphere dependently waving together with the wind, it's an emblem of a dream.

Dreams can be tricky and are not always what they seem.

Dreams are made just like a piece of cake.

A resilient will to be realized it ache.

Fulfillment must come, cannot be left undone, soon it needs to be on my palm.

But dreams could easily burst like a bubble in the air,

One wakes up only to find out that they weren't there.

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Long gone. Happy reading.✌😘
-L78