RIC S. BASTASA


My Dreams.... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

my dreams shall mend
what reality has forgotten like some kind of cells
lining up to fill a
wound,
they say sleepless nights are destructive
and kills
but it is the time for reality to keep up
and stabilize those that dreams
cannot make

and so the two are here
dreams and realities
they love us, and we keep going

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 5, 2010



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