Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Dreaming Memories

Reality doesn't
bother me any more.
I have undisciplined hopes
composed without
reference to dates.

While everybody is young
I never test myself
but let my hopes run
as if I were one of them.

Everybody is young,
seizing administration of the world,
waving young arms and I
am hoping without reason.


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