Amiga Dreams

I am Dreaming Of Place
Where I can Face
A World with no Windows
Or something that can Blows
I know the day will Come
And then I will be still Some
Or The Earth won't be gone
The hopes can die
But my dreams are not lie
I am sleeping with joy
Because then nobody will annoy
My dreams of the future
Or my memories of the past
To believe I am not the Last
I wrote this poem
This is something like a touch
For my Faith and mind Lunch
Amiga Dreams are flying througt me
We are all alone aren't we?

Ventzislav Rumenov Tzvetkov
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