Dreams die


Dreams die

Dreams are fast
And don't  last
It is temporary
then leaves

Then life has
No meaning

The shadow of
Darkness eats you alive
And you die 

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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