Dream beyond the dream, amongst the stream of doubt, find love, it's there.
Joy,
So elusive, or so seems. Then realize, we are blocking.
Always there, us to believe. How find, give to another.
Easier said, harder to do. Especially when, feel life miserable.
Tough times, keep on coming. Do anyway, see what happens.
The strike of love, like feather, sets every nerve on fire, but does not burn
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