{"sf1_id":1981793,"sf2_id":"r1766RNn","title":"When I Was Young...","author":"MyOwnParasite","words":149,"posted_at":"2023-05-01T05:33:00.000Z","tags":["Dreams","Fantasy","Poetry","Real Life","Reality hopes","art","wishes"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1981793-when-i-was-young","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/r1766RNn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/cc/1d/cc1d6bfc-b78d-473f-ac2c-2fd49b7beb32","description":"#21 of Poetry, both old and new\n\nJust a small poem I wrote this morning. I had a dream of what I would call my perfect reality, and decided To share it here. I hope you like it. After all, we all have our dreams...","content":"When I was young,\nI had a dream,\n\nJust a small house,\n\ndown by a stream,\n\n  \n\nFar away from all that mattered,\n\nAll the dreams that ended shattered,\n\n  \n\nJust a home where I could roam,\n\nAnd be me....\n\n  \n\nCall it causality, maybe reality,\n\nCall it a God, who looks\n\nTearfully, down at me,\n\n  \n\nCall it an arrogance,\n\ncall it ambition,\n\nNever conformed, you can call it\n\nAttrition,\n\n  \n\nCall it a fantasy, call it\n\nMy lunacy, call it\n\nmy dream...\n\n  \n\nBut in my madness, and still,\n\nIn my sadness, There's something\n\nI cling to with hope and a prayer\n\n  \n\nThat one day I'll find it, or worse,\n\nLeave behind it, but still it remains\n\nLike the chains that bind it to me...\n\n  \n\nWhen I was young\n\nI had a dream,\n\nJust a small house,\n\ndown by a stream,\n\n  \n\nCall it a fantasy, call it\n\nMy lunacy, call it\n\nmy dream...\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry, both old and new","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1978999-you-don-t-know-me.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1982345-the-little-things.json"}}