Days have passed

The days have passed into fuzzy waves
like looking at a tree’s leaves when the sun is peeking through
and so it is, this life, this dream of a dream
living and breathing without moments
without recall
just waiting for the sun to set so I can
see the ocean of dreams meant for us
now meant for me and try to fathom
which one I shall choose to rescue
and bring to the shore of my soul
it is not going to be easy
when the days have passed into fuzzy waves
like looking at a tree’s leaves when the sun is peeking through

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