Dreams Unattained

Days fly by.
Days become weeks.
Weeks become months.
Soon, years have gone by.
Yet the dreams you had,
Remain dreams unattained.

Every second drags on.
Minutes feel like hours.
But before you realize,
Years have gone by.
Yet the dreams you had,
Remain dreams unattained.

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