You can't stop dreaming, little man
Dreams like air
Sprinkling fountains
Rainbow in each drop
Thousand worlds
Spining round, coliding
Bouncing, falling
Little tangerines
In the evergreen round tree
Marching ants
Each carrying
A small, edgy
Dust of sand.
A twisted maze formed from
Steamy pearls of morning mist.
The clouds.
Grey river carrying it's waters
Under you
A glass reflection of your face
You can't stop dreaming, little man
Even if
All there is
It's just the dream.
[Dreams]
Author: Nida /
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