Monday 5 March 2012

Confession to make

No worries 'bout me: Secular stuff shall not hinder me in any way, let alone blind me; instead, I shall stick to my heart for, I still relish, you once shared with me the following:

Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams die,
Life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly;
Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams go,
Life is a barren field, frozen with snow

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