The Waking Walking Dreamer

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For many years I have lived solitary among the masses.
There I was wandering with a head and heart full of dreams.
My pen and notebook my vehicles to a better world.
I watched life to understand my predicament.
I have come to the belief that life is poetry….many have in history.
To me its more than poetry in motion….
Its poetry with no speed at all.
It is a moment a person takes to imagine a better world.
Its an attempt to take time out to understand life….the bigger picture.
Imagining with your eyes open what could be with love.
Dreaming with your eyes open….that’s poetry.

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