#78-A dreamer
17/10/2017
My friend,
He has a heart of gold.
If he could,
He would pick every single pear
And help those in need,
Eat, one by one.
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I have different dreams,
But when he talks,
Really talks,
I dream along with him.
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I stare at the pears,
Hear his words in my mind,
And mist up.
It’s ok.
Just feelings of gratitude,
For him, and his dreams…
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