Faraway fragments

Today the days we live
Seems like dreams.
There will be days
They will be remembered
Like scattered fragments of
Dreams we remember
When we wake up.
Wanting to go there
To those scenes
Covered in snow
In the land of forgotten.
Again and again
In our dreams
To get a breeze of
Those cherished moments.
Getting swept back
to the present
We wake up again.
The most cherished warmth
We keep wishing every night
That these dreams were
At least as real as
Those faraway memories.

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