Grey Dreams

On the horizon rests a promise of more, when tomorrow comes. A new day, heated and bright, rays of hope sailing over the cloudy grey. A grey possibly only within the mind, and not shading a perfect sky of blue. That promise, is it real or just a dream, something made up and something that never will be? Are we just too certain about tomorrow that we simply can not live our today? Never too bleak to see, just over the horizon, where a promise of something more waiting. Waiting, hoping, dreaming of…

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