Flecks of grey in a sunlit sky,
Receding dreams from days gone by,
Empty pathways unlit by hope,
Expansive potential meet uncharted scope.

Absent horizon, goalless mind,
Mundane tasks to purpose remind,
Wandering urges, warying fate
Flitting by from state to state.

No wonder to spark in deluge of night,
No leading vision to action ignite,
A stifling delusion of impending fame,
Steps and strides remain the same

The why of this lingers on,
Memories of dreams from days bygone,
Listless passion, as time bleaks by,
Where do dreams go when they die


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