(a late night drabble, an unrhyming poem, a song from my heart)

i am but a dream
my own dream
what might be
what could be
maybe what will be
in some far off world
in some other dimension
in another time
in a place i do not yet know
with magic
with hope
with miracles
maybe i will exist
somehow
in someplace
at sometime
if only it could be
maybe it is possible
and some part of me still believes
and so still i dream
my own dream
my dream of me

i dream of hypatia >i<

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*Note:
This is sort of a test post,
Just for the hell of it, just to try out posting.
And because I was in a weird mood,
thinking of; possibilities & regrets & what ifs etc.

PS. I have no idea what I am doing.