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[bodytext] => When I was a child and life was long and I could be whatever I wanted to be I’d dream of unicorns and mermaid songs and wait for a day I could sprout wings and fly When I was a teen and I was immortal and I could be what I wanted so long as I worked hard I’d dream of book tours and a mansion on a hillside and wait for a day I could change the world Now I’m an adult and I’m not immortal and life is short and days are long and there are no book tours or mansions or mermaids I've never seen a unicorn I can't fly away and all my dreams have turned to wishes I hold close to myself hoarded like gold Sometimes I’ll take them out and shine them til they sparkle and put them away when the light hurts my eyes The hope in them burns but I’ll keep them forever because I can’t dream a new dream for fear I’ll give up on reality [comments] => 1 [counter] => 123 [topic] => 21 [informant] => KismetsPoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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