Who doesn’t dream?


    It’s like asking if someone’s living


    With the snow falling, I can’t believe it


    I dream for the world


    John Lennon dreamed and so did Martin Luther King Jr.


    They were dreamers


    Without darkness we couldn’t live


    Mindless monsters lurking in the murky meadows This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.


    Slithering snakes scissoring with their scythes


    Baby girls broken from the intense breakers


    Yet the light, although consumed by darkness, lives


    Ginger smelling gingerbread grateful of their newfound greatness


    Santa sees silly children sipping hot chocolate


    The wolf wears it wooly fur coat with love for its young children


    We all dream and like most things, some are better


    But you can still see the future from the fumes


    For we all are different


    And we dream different


    Dreamer notice the difference and different of this begotten world


    I am a dreamer


    Dream too