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Created on: May 31, 2010
A Bouquet of Dreams
Transcending am I
Far away.
Exploring horizons
Like a sunbeam ray.
With fears suspended
As roses in a bouquet.
Just as I
Think to stay,
I return to earth
For another day.
Where fears remain
As thorns in a bouquet.
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