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"Just living is not enough", said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower."
— Hans Christian Andersen.

hoping one day you'll make a dream last.

I'll be here by the ocean, 
just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams.
All my sandcastles fall like ashes of cigarettes,
and every wave drags me to sea.

Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?


She didn't need an anchor,
to hold her down,
beneath the water,
till she asphyxiated.

She didn't need an anchor,
to remind her of the burdens she's had,
the troubles she caused,
and drown with it.

She needed an anchor,
to remind her how she hit rock bottom,
the pain from the fall,
and how she climbed back up.

She just needed one anchor,
to keep close to her,
to keep close to heart,
and she found it.

An anchor that would sink together with her,
an anchor that would keep her afloat,
and make sure she does not drift off too far away.
An anchor that would stay by her side regardless of the weather.

In every person's life, broken or not,
there is always an anchor somewhere,
will it keep you afloat the musty waters,
or hook onto you and sink?



But dreams come slow and they go so fast.


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