Day and night I was
thinking
Of a wonderful world.
A different world than
mine.
So far away, where no
one knows me.
I was fighting,
falling and again…fighting
Suddenly I had this
feeling:
“No one can stop me – the
fight is till the end”
One day it came true.
I lived my dream every
day, every night.
Slowly but surely it
came to an end
Now the only question
in my mind is:
Where do dreams go
when they were dreamt?
If only I would know…
Salute, Sarah ♥
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