Forgotten dreams In the darkness of the static night, I wandered between my old memories, those forgotten dreams That had been in my childhood and faded with the passage of time. These were dreams Like glossy stars in the sky of the night, I see me at every moment and carry between its folds A lot of hope and optimism. But with the passage of time, those dreams began to fade and disappear, and it is left behind a feeling Sad and despair. I was wondering to myself, did dreams really die? Or does it need To more effort and care to return it to life? One night, I found myself in front of a mysterious door, which appeared in the past and restlessness, But I felt inside me the desire to open it and know what it hides for me. I opened the door With caution, and I entered into an unfamiliar place, it was luminous with a mysterious light And shy. While I was examining the place, I saw something amazing, there were my dreams Old, those that I believed were faded and evaporated in the air....
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