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Oct. 14th, 2011 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thisisnomythDreaming, dreaming of the sea, of world that could never be. Of walls and wonder, of the wind in your hair. Of the sun, of singing, of sights you thought you could never see.
Dreaming dreaming of the land, of lakes and lives you never knew you had. Of the sky of the days when you used to fly. Of the world when it was younger, stronger, something more than what it is now.
Dreaming dreaming of the air, of sky and sun and the wind in your hair. Of clouds and cardinals and cascades of stars. Of lights and love and the labor of wings.
So dream sweetling, dream. Of the world as it once was, of you as you once were. Dream on because the dreaming never stops, never falters, never fades. The dreaming is yours and you are everything.
Dreaming dreaming of the land, of lakes and lives you never knew you had. Of the sky of the days when you used to fly. Of the world when it was younger, stronger, something more than what it is now.
Dreaming dreaming of the air, of sky and sun and the wind in your hair. Of clouds and cardinals and cascades of stars. Of lights and love and the labor of wings.
So dream sweetling, dream. Of the world as it once was, of you as you once were. Dream on because the dreaming never stops, never falters, never fades. The dreaming is yours and you are everything.