Dreams

My dreams are endless

My pain was peerless and yet now

I am nothing but a head with plans

Hopes, dreams

Some of them all consuming

Then the doubts creep in, make me think

I’ve got no business and then I wonder if

That isn’t for the best —

And then I start dreaming again.


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