The dreamer and the believer
Walked hand in hand
Sandy beaches and concrete roads
The dreamer paused and looked around
Saw the idealized life
Made up beauty through rose colored glasses
But the believer saw too much
From its own travels of the past
only saw the skeletons of an idealistic time
Together the dreamer and the believer walked on
Each striving to take the lead on the dance floor
called life
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