Anticipation
Run, Run, Run as fast as he can be
Far, Far, Far away lies the glistening Sea
brimming with the dreams that may never be
Slivers of doubt creep into his mind as the
Inevitable may not be reached
The Sun shines down upon the sea
slowly Evaporating the what could have
been
With his battle near won and his qualms all gone,
he finally reaches the Sea of Dreams
The water did not taste as good as it seemed
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