by Unknown
Mar 2014 229 Views 0 comments
DREAMS
So hazy, a shroud of mist and mystery
Messages, prophecy, or pure fiction
Will we ever know?
I know one thing
Imagination is prophecy in a form
Whatever we perceive can be accomplished
One way or another
Messages, prophecy, or pure fiction
Will we ever know?
I know one thing
Imagination is prophecy in a form
Whatever we perceive can be accomplished
One way or another
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Posted: Mar 2014
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