When The Dreams Don'T Move Poem by Constantinos Grigoriadis

When The Dreams Don'T Move

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There are some days like this,
when the dreams don't move,
and the hope is far away
and the present is black
when i come back to the past to find my rainbow.
I open the old box of my happy memories and i try to paint my thoughts with colors.
The colors that i try so many years to keep alive
For my colorless poor days.

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