Dreams
Their dreams soar.
They go past the clouds
past the moon,
and past the sun and stars
Far into a place unknown.
Chocolate waterfalls rain down from the heavens.
Their are creatures never seen before,
Never explored.
Boys are trudging through the jungles
Hats upon their heads
Carrying sticks wacking against the long grass
Forever exploring, forever an adventure.
Girls are skipping down stone walkways
Their heels clicking, trying not to stumble on their long gowns
Jewls hang around their necks and small delicate wrists
Forever having parties,
and guests that are never late.
They wake up the next morning
in suits and ties
Makeup and heels
The rest of their lives behind a desk
Their dreams extend far into the universe
Far beyond the clouds
Moon,
Sun and stars
Alive.but slowly dying,
disappearing into the deep abyss
They are only waiting for the next adventure.
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