I am alive because
I dream
Without dreams
I'll be dead
When the breeze
Embraces me
I dream of flying
with it
When the leaves fall
I dream of falling
with them
When birds fly
I dream of being
their wings
When flowers bloom
I dream of blooming
with them
Without dreams
I'll be dead
Even if the world comes
to an end
I dream of being alive-to
dream of my dreams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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