Incomplete dreams lie waiting for an ending; waiting for someone to believe in their truth, because the realities of life don't favor the dreamers.
Dreams become fairytales and fade into obscurity, leaving their former residents lost in the sea of a monotony,
Happy thoughts now restricted to the late Sunday nights for the man who dreads what Monday morning will bring. Please, anything but Monday morning...
In actuality, the realities that once existed provided the dreams that are now desired,
No matter how light-hearted they were, they were nonetheless fulfilling; if only we could rewind life to return to the times we enjoyed the most.
Instead, we place our faith in the belief that life runs full circle and not only will our dreams of old return, but they will be accompanied by new ones.
Until this time, we dream...and God blesses the dreamers.
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