Tomorrow?
Who knows who we will be
with dreams that shape us who we are
How faraway we sail at night
When we wake up, with sudden fright
not even knowing if we might
lost ourselves in darkest night.Despite this unknown mystery
we fall asleep once more
and daylight wakes
us,
makes us forget
some vanished dreams
when kissing our eyes,
so softly waking up.
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Bittersweet Treasures
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