Those dreams up in that crazy head of yours.
Filled with butterflies that start hurricanes
deep blue oceans waiting to swallow you whole.
Stay here with me on land
 where steady people sway
Grab my hand
let your feet touch the sand
 and run with me to the mountains
where no one will see
Oh my dreamer, full of howling winds and free flying birds
 come back to me.

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by LaurenKnauer

Hi! I’m an 18 year old writer, aspiring to grow in the author world and write for a living. Writing has always been an escape, something I not only love to do, but need to do. Stories are wonderful to live in. I write books, poems, and occasionally short stories!

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