I dreamt of imperfect perfection
Of days spent laughing in the sun
I dreamt of the flawed and the fractured
Of the wondrous things that might come
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I dreamt of the broken twisting pathway
That would take me to my journey’s end
I dreamt of disjointed intentions
Of happiness and peace amongst friends
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I still dream of imperfect perfection
The ups and downs to be found in this life
I still dream of disjointed intentions
Knowing peace is often balanced with strife
This was originally posted on this site in May 2017. You can find the post here.
Lovely meditation on life’s twists and turns Sammi.
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Thank you so much, Dora 🙂
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