Some people's dreams come true, Some other people's dreams come in certain shapes, but The rest of the other people's dreams come broke... Those whose dreams come true are the luckiest kind of people Simply because they see with their naked eyes their good lucks... Those whose dreams come in certain shapes are, to some extent, Just lucky... Those whose lucks are bad, then Their dreams come broke anytime... Most of the people are with bad and broken dreams Simply because that's the way with our world... Broken dreams look-like broken glories or broken houses In a war or in an earthquake... Our broken dreams happen Simply because our reality is broken... _________________________________________________ __________________
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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