I will keep walking, until I may gaze
that sacred and calm place.
There's where all my dreams waltz with grace.
Tomorrow, I will escape from my maze.
Tomorrow, I will smell beauty flowers.
Tomorrow, I will turn down these towers
made of fallen dreams and disgrace.
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Tomorrow, I will smell beauty flowers. Tomorrow, I will turn down these towers made of fallen dreams and disgrace. Wow.. how beautiful are these lines! Great poem. Thanks for sharing it. 10++