Monday, December 5, 2016

The Goodbye Morning

What's a dream if not flawed?
What's a horizon without a sea?
What's a sweat drop for diamonds?
Forget the chains, just let it be.

What's a fountain hiding in chest?
What's a drop of tear if not shed?
What's a mile if not overcome?
What's a winter if it provides shades?

So pack your bags, take the leap
Tie your running shoes and leave
Close enough you'll find the holiday inn
Smile at your fears, they need a grin.





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