there are dreams

left for dreaming

and there are those left for reaching

there are dreams

made for dreaming

and there are those

made for weaving.

what are your dreams made of?

dried hay or robust steel?

have you make a choice?

live it or leave it?

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this is a song in progress.. i just want to post it so that i will not forget it....

i am still searching for the right pitch and melody for this piece....

and will finish the chorus and coda part....

this is for everyone who faces crossroads  in their lives......

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i want to finish it right now but my heavy eyes overcome my senses...

i think i'll falll  azzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....