The Dreamer (poem)
Here was a man with magic in his touch
As every dream just happened to come true
And as they did he’s off at something new
Some starry eyed would wish to do as much
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He seemed to hold our hopes within his view
As all was somehow done with us in sight
Here was a star that tried to set things right
His was the tears which was their morning dew
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Then suddenly his dreams returned to night
He walked into a world he didn’t know
And all he did was now a distant glow
And no one seemed care about his blight
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There came into this myriad of woe
Some reasoning some hope to which to clutch
Some answers to an end as sad as such
There in his footsteps other dreamers grow