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Shells (a poem)

Writer: M. G. TeaganM. G. Teagan

A lifetime of dreams, some broken and used others just born and mixed with the bruised


Before me are a thousand shattered dreams

Millions of unfulfilled plans yet to be


Dream upon dream, desire upon desire

Yet how many are left to expire


When a wanderer like me could pluck it with haste

A perfectly good dream from it's dismal place


Stooping, I gathered in my hands

Hundreds of fragmented desires and plans


Only to find when I reach the end of the land

A weight to heavy that I can barely stand


If only I could see how this ‘sand’ came to be

I might not have snatched them up so eagerly





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