d r e a m sA Poem by Lotte HanI like dreaming, it takes me away to places that no one else could think of. My own conjured up thoughts. Isolation. Silence. Desire. My mind for one moment in peace against this harsh world. I smile in them, like no place else. They can be pretty or desolate. However, I may choose. However, i'm feeling. Darkness or light, one or the other. That moment I'm transcended is always treasured, as it's a place rarely ventured in this day and age. Dreaming is nice and yet at the same time, a place that can so easily be destroyed. © 2017 Lotte Han |
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