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The mirage of the dream
Category: Writing and Poetry
No matter what I did, it always ended the same. A cycle, a loop, as if fate laughed in the face of effort, How I could never get close enough, not even a breath away. Once I thought I had it, that fleeting feeling of "almost there," It slipped like sand through fingers, Not even close, not even a bit, not at all. This "dream," they call it—yet it's no dream at all. It's an everlasting nightmare, A... » Continue Reading