Read the lines
Not what they say
What they don't
What they can't.
I dream of places I used to be
run from where I am
I hide
and seek
and hide again
Dream with me
I begged him
Pleaded for what I knew
needed to be true
and then I woke
My dream is for peace
of mind
of heart
Quietly regaining all these things
that I thought lost
and maybe they are.
Maybe that is my lesson
to learn
to teach
that life is not what we dream
but what we live
I have lived running
from what I thought
to what I think
Instead of what is
what is...
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