Why do we dream?

Why do we dream?

But.. wake and not remember a thing?

We dream all our lives

Remember good dreams

.. and bad

Some stick

While others vanish

Vanish away

With the rest of our past

Those cherrished memories

Are only cherrished because..

Its all you have left

I see those memories as dreams

Sometimes we plant events

And images

In our head

Those seeds are the dreams

Of our lives

Pieces of puzzles that we put together

Not always true

.. but not always false

We all wish

That we could live in our dreams

When..

Really..

We can

If we plant the seeds

And help them grow

Our dreams

Can be our reality.

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