Preta

A Poem by K. Louis

you cannot argue the sky

or dreams

they are forgotten children

dormant in full stomachs

still hungry

things come back.

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great analogy...yes, dreams don't die...they lie dormant just waiting for us to get hungry enough to digest the will to go for them.

j.

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Added on August 31, 2016
Last Updated on January 16, 2017

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