Axel Serrano

Rookie (10-18-1978 / puerto rico)

To Wake A Guardian

Dreams of life often end so fast,
like fading stars in the sky.
Often we are here, but then when we wake,
they are gone.
Often we dream of love,
but can never find any.
In a sea of sorrows,
what do we have left to hang on to?
A dream that cannot live often dies before morning's light.

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