Dreams Seem To Have Run Out
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Looking towards the sky, watching clouds form and float
away, much like my thoughts are doing right now, leav-
ing my faith wallowing in a desert of my soul.
Wondering where to go from here, dreams seeming to have
run out, as I sit in a hopeless canyon of doubt, wanting
to get out of here.
Taking nothing, yet still holding out a flicker of hope
that life will be fulfilled somehow before the end appears
on this, my last horizon in life.
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