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A dreamer by nature 
I see those un-trodden ice fields 
And wish to be there 
To live with no yield 
And yet here I am 
It’s where I belong 
Tell me who will heal my soul 
That has wished to get away for so long 
And I can think of no rhyme 
No graceful words to say 
That may rise from my heart 
And grace these tears that fall as I write. 
For the first time 
I’m saying what’s in my soul 
The things I have wished 
For, and end of what fells rotten 
I’m not special, 
Not talented 
But I do dream 
And it hurts so much 
For that’s all they will be 
Dreams, always.

Away in my soul