Lake Of Dreams

I wonder why I was so caught off guard, even the reflection of this flower is perfect no doubt. That gold that shines on its petals, it makes me believe in things behind my imagination. They say you grow in mud and emerge all beautiful, the dirt and distress making you strong and reliable. I passed the side of the road, I lived my life in the comfort of the known. And yet I know, I won’t always be my best self until I give into this pain and distress. I can only hope, like this flower afloat, that in this lake of dreams, I will find my golden wings.

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