I Dream Of

I used to think that everything that I dream of a simple, not difficult to achieve.
I did not dream one day to be the first woman in the heart of love, but I am pleased to be the last woman fails to have his heart.
I dreamed of the man who does not like to leave.
Between a dream and the dream I was waiting to come.
Waited for the day without any guarantees, but this wretched man, who lives in the left side, a love as you call, say: do not die back.
Because the wait is killing me, I decided to dream that you promised to bear without pain or injury, not only carry your heart in the palm of your hand

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Maya Angelou

Caged Bird

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