IMPOSSIBLE DREAMS

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A YOUNG POET

Some hold on to impossible
dreams,
Don't know when to let go
it seems.

Not realizing, when a dream
is through,
Understand what I'm saying
to you.

Others hold on to a mother's
hand
Long after they become a
man.

Playthings, and their child-
hood days,
They hold on in impossible
ways.

Adults hold on to their teen
stage,
Long after they become of
age.
Trying to act, and play  the
part,
It's impossible from the
start.
Some hold to love, that
can't last,
Long after the thrill has
past.
Life can't be lived this way,
Each must go on to the
next day.

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