My long since forgteon dream.

Sadness  and negative feelings is alive

and happiness is dead.

 

Long since I’ve forgotten my dream.

But it was not there then, bright like the sun,- a dream was made.

Just how the free tiger leaps out its cage.

 

Long since I’ve forgotten my dream, all I remember is the wall that rose.

Slowly at first just like the way a flower blooms,

Where I met the 100 billion stars.while I was soaring in space.

 

Long ago when my dream was true I saw it.

 

Clack! When I swung the bat and it hit it directly,  

It was as if a rocket ship was soaring high into space.

Homerun.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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