A witness to thousand shattered dreams, that’s who I am,
A witness to fulfilled dreams, that’s what I am.
The dreams unspoken of,
Some dead, some alive,
Some lost in time,
Dreams that made, and those which fade,
Dreams of tears, dreams of smiles,
Dreams to be or not to be,
Dreams to come and never to come,
Dreams that speak of thousand tales,
Dreams that hide those thousand pains.
All those rubbish and fruitful dr eams,
All those wasted and great dreams,
All those dreams which were never dreamt,
All the dreams which will never be dreamt,
All the dreams we are dreaming now and not,
The witness, I’m.
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