Except For Dreams

Except For Dreams

It’s so hard
To go forward
He said looking
Slightly to the sky
So hard to build

Easy to destroy

Why do you
Think that is
He asked me
Awaiting an answer
That he knew
I knew

A pause
As birds
Fly across
The sunlit
Skies screaming
Their freedom

Except for dreams
He said before
I could answer

Except for dreams

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