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RE: UNBORN (An Original Dsound Poetry) Poetry Slam Contest [Week #9] | (Theme) FUTURE
Whatever one wishes to realize*** Winds blow counter to what ships desire
I tell the self with hope I watch her*** What is the narrowest life without hope
Dreams dream in vigilance*** The awakening in a dream
Those who fear the rise of the mountains *** live forever among the pits