Dream Job

Sun, 02/16/2014 - 14:47 -- 9r7g5h

Fingers flying to write the words sung in my mind

Releasing a thousand hearts into the world

Their stories to tell and their tales to become

The record of their world.

A thousand people a thousand stories

A thousand things that need to be written

And need to be told to the world.

My dream job is to be the one to write

The one to tell

The one to let the world know these people in my mind

Exist and live within me. 

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