Dream Wish - Poem by Cyerra Ashby
I felt at a moment in time I could see the one and only in the distance in hands reach.
The moment I reach I fell flat on my face that is what I get for following my heart
That's what I believe is fate
Is there someone out there that I know if I am about to fall they will be out there to catch me?
Or when I reach they will be reaching too?
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