It has been so long…
Things are changing…
For the better? Perhaps…
With our limited view-point,
Can we really know?
And yet time flows on,
Waiting, maybe,
Waiting for the dreamers of this world…
The dreamers who build on the dreams of those who dreamt before them.
Throughout time,
There have been dreamers,
Smart.
Creative.
Normal.
People who were then thought foolish.
And maybe some of them were, I don't know…
So many brought light to this world…
But, as it always is, with light comes shadow…
Light and darkness.
Life and death.
Fighting an eternal battle.
But even in the darkness,
As men fought, and died,
We ran, we laughed, we cried…
We dreamed.
Even as another era closed, another opened, with possibilities unimagined in
the past…
The past.
The past became the present after it was the future.
But now it is eternally history.
The dreams of those eras, though,
They have not died.
They cannot die!
Dreams that have changed the world.
Our world.
My world.
My beloved home for a while…
But not much longer.
As I lay here,
Here in this world,
I wonder.
Did I do anything?
Did I matter?
I know.
I dreamed.
I must go now, to where time does not exist.
I will miss it.
But you! You can go!
Go, and enjoy all that life offers.
Dream to make it better.
If you truly believe you can change something, you can.
Dreaming…
My…
Last…
Dream…
It has been so long…

 
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