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Dreams are not just for youth
Hopes are not only for their future
We may be old but we also dream
And it is never too late to dream a dream
And hope all the hopes left
After time had been unkind to us
Dreams are like wishes
We can dream more
We can dream big
As long as we are still standing
And willing to move on
We are never too old to dream
another dream.
Dream.  Wish.  Hope.  Move on.
 Aug 2016 AfterImage
Little Bear
in my room
there's a small cupboard
it's cosy
and warm
like a reading nook
and it's dark
and quiet
but i have fairy lights
so that's okay
that's okay
and cookies
cookies are good too
cookies are good
and there's a blanket inside
made just for me
just my size
not too big
just my size
it's yellow
it's yellow
yellow
like summer
it's fluffy
and
it's.. it's..
safe
yes..
it's safe
and everything will be okay
won't it?
okay..?
okay..
yes everything will be
okay?
so I need to be here
because..
because
the outside
grew very big today
and it hurts
to be
not here
so
I need to be here
and i need small
and i need soft
and i need quiet
i need.. okay
Words    
                                                                ­        on
                                            a            
                                                                ­      white
                                              screen    
                                                                ­          .
                                                how      
      ­                                                           do
                                    you            
            ­                                                              eve­n
                                                 know    
                                                        ­           I'm
                                           real        
                                                                ­     ?
Stitches |
                                      |in a ripped
   seam of |
                               |a mask.
     Needle|
                                     |and thread
    holding|
                                 |together
          false|
                                |feeli­ngs
            of a|
                               |broken
demeanor|
                   |.
 Aug 2016 AfterImage
Sierra
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 Aug 2016 AfterImage
Sierra
And the story is told in
Different ways on
Different days
But it always
Ends the same
With one person
Internally bleeding
And the other finally
G e t t i n g  a w a y
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