
A dream
rooted deeply in my heart,
it runs through my veins,
climbs up the hills
of my feeble mind,
seduces my wits
to conquer my being,
and grows bigger and bigger
day by day.
Β©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

A dream
rooted deeply in my heart,
it runs through my veins,
climbs up the hills
of my feeble mind,
seduces my wits
to conquer my being,
and grows bigger and bigger
day by day.
Β©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.
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