Am in this place.
New and old.
New faces.
Same expressions.
A flash of deja vu.
Smiles.
Faded tears.
Never too late to start over?
The dreams are the same.
Just the scene which changed.
What do I do?
My breath fails.
I clutch my heart.
Life's a blink past.
Good old me.
All alone.
Yet again.
I have wept.
And now I can smile.
Life is too short.
........and I have miles to go,
Before I can rest my head.
But who can stop me from dreaming?
Smiles.
Bright eyes.
My lips curve into a happy smile.
Finally.
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