Dreams vs. Nightmares.
I had a dream-
Of a bright world,
And a bright smile,
And dreamy eyes.
But that would not be the case today.
Because I ventured away then,
Darker into this place.
Where things deemed scary,
Could not comprehend the word fear.
Where this darkness took me whole,
And ripped at my skin like paper.
Consumed my thoughts and voice.
As I screamed as loud as I could.
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"There are dreamers and there are realists in this world. You'd think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists, but more often than not the opposite is true. You see, the dreamers need the realists to keep them from soaring too close to the sun. And the realists, well without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground."
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