Keep me here! I have always been a dreamer. Dreaming away to a better place when routine and reality becomes closer to fact.

I close my eyes and let my mind wander, the strength of thoughts, a vision in my mind paints the pictures when imagination takes control.

I grint my teeth at routines, organisation, duties...the boredom of life itselves. Living your life as a slave in the million dollar industry when I rather lie barefoot on a field on a warm summers day

Poetry by ceciliaviola
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Written on 2006-11-17 at 10:50

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It is deep, very deep so deep that I don't really understand the timbre. But I.m willing to learn, will you teach me? Miastro ?

A vision, if we could all go away to those moments.

Thanks for the moment...

A very poetic sharing of thoughts and feelings I related to with much nodding of head and smiles of recognition as I read the wistful phrases of dreamings. Would that this was the way of the world, perhaps at least at given moments it is.