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Jul 16 2007, 22:44 (UTC+0) |  Artist: Uknown | CyberHamster writes: -- In his mind's eye, he can see it: a green field, a sun-drenched scene of nirvana. He imagines what it would be like, and cannot help but make the inevitable comparison between his dreams and his reality. But they are so much more vivid, so much more fantastic; his soul cries out in agony, in futility - broken by the weight of incomparable beauty. He is but a short step from despair; from admitting to himself that it was never meant to be. And yet he cannot let it go, or let his dreams languish unseen; and so he imagines and waits, day by day, like a boy with his face pressed up against the glass, yearning for what lies upon the other side. The days pass, one by one; the sound of their passing is as the whisper of silk over steel - ominous to those paying attention. The boy is now a man, yet the expression on his face as it smudges the glass is still unchanged: hopeful, fearful, resigned. The day comes - that fateful day, that horrendous reckoning - when he realises what has become of himself: waiting, dreaming, imagining what life should be, without attempting to enact it himself. He lies in a hospital bed, a montage of wasted opportunities flashing before his eyes... His tears leak into the pillow, as he realises that he has not the strength to speak; to say sorry for what he has not done. ----------------- More drivel; I was somewhat hesitant about posting this :-/
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